I been thinkn’ bout the day that I packed.
Headed out the driveway and I never looked back.
I was movin’ on… up and left my home.

Saw something shiny and it looked so nice.
Lord I didn’t know that there would be a price
That we would have to pay… that I’d regret it some day.

Counting all the years that I lost. Counting all the tears that it cost.
Hoping I can make up for the damage done.
Yes, I’m a humbled son of a gun.

So open arms come find me. Come steal this pain inside me,
And maybe then you’ll see that all I ever want to be…
Is to come home and fall in your arms.

Tryin’ to find the road back to myself.
It’s hard to figure out just why I left,
But I’m headin’ home. Oh , I’ve been so alone.

I don’t know if you’ll recognize me.
The years were hard - I’m no sight to see.
But my sweet friend, maybe we can love again.

Counting all the years that I lost. Counting all the tears that it cost.
Hoping I can make up for the damage done.
Yes, I’m a humbled son of a gun.

So open arms come find me. Come steal this pain inside me,
And maybe then you’ll see that all I ever want to be…
Is to come home and fall in your arms.

Maybe then you’ll see that all I ever want to be…
Is to come home and fall in your arms.