It's funny how, the walk of life,
Can take you down without a fight.
So many years, can lay behind,
Regretfully until it's time,
To realize the moment,
When you turn around.

 [bad word] home to breathe again,
To start again,
 [bad word] home,
From all the places I have been,
With nothing but a voice within,
That calls me, calls me home.

Back in the day when I was younger,
I was so lost and proud.
I've gained the world but it will never, [bad word] to what I've earned.
In the quiet moment,
When the earth holds still.

 [bad word] home to breathe again,
To start again,
 [bad word] home,
From all the places I have been,
With nothing but a voice within,
That calls me, calls me home,
Calls me home.

 [bad word] home to breathe again,
To start again,
 [bad word] home to breathe again,
To start again,
 [bad word] home,
From all the places I have been,
With nothing but a voice within,
That calls me...