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JJ Heller - Coming Home (Video)
Saw the ocean from a plane
New York City from a train
Fell asleep riding shotgun bound for New Mexico
You know I love the sand
But wherever I land
There’s nothing quite like
Coming home
They have lobsters in MaineVegas has the buffets
Down in Georgia the peaches are sweet, I know
But sipping tea in my yard
Is the sweetest by far
There’s nothing quite like coming home
Grandma’s picture on the wallDad’s piano in the hall
The clock on the mantle broke a long timeago
There’s a feeling insideNo money can buy
There’s nothing quite like coming home
The old carpet’s worn thinFrom the places we’d spin
While old blue eyes serenaded on the old stereo
There’s a world to explore
Far beyond my front door
But there’s nothing quite like coming home
I don’t know where I’m headed
But I know where I’m from
I could never forget it
It’s the place I belong
My initials on a treeYou can find the spare key
Hanging there by the back patio
However long I've been gone
There’s a light always on
There’s nothing quite like coming home
There’s nothing quite like coming home

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