The Way Back Home

Looking at the houses with screened in porches
You said the skeeters wouldn’t bite us if we had one

Driving out of town to get coffee milk and chocolate
A little lagniappe for the way back home
The way back home

Climbing to the top of Elephant Rock
You said to watch out for the cougars and the lightning

Running from waves as the storm rolled in
Our shoes filled with sand on the way back home
The way back home

There will be a day when we’re together again
And I will own a house with a fruit tree
We’ll sit outside drinking lemonade
After we found our way back home

The way back home
The way back home
The way back home