Jason Maxwell Home
It was breakfast in the morning
Coffee at the noon
It's the way you kept me waiting
Waiting on you
For the hundredth time on a date night Friday
And it's driving me crazy
Thinking ‘bout how
It's the little things I'm missing
Missing them now
But I'm coming home seems so far away
And I'm wishing I was there singing you to sleep
I'd be holding you close, close to me
But I'm out here, yeah I'm out here on the road
And I'm wishing you were here in a front row seat
Shouting every word back at me
But I'm up here, yeah I'm up here all alone
Singing a song about home
City after city
Mile after mile
I wonder what you're doing
Doing right now
But all I've got are postcards and phone calls
(Phone calls)
I can't wait to make up for lost time
I know it's hard but you know I'm trying to get back to you
I've been away too long
And I'm wishing I was there singing you to sleep
I'd be holding you close, close to me
But I'm out here, yeah I'm out here on the road
And I'm wishing you were here in a front row seat
Shouting every word back at me
But I'm up here, yeah I'm up here all alone
Singing a song about home
Singing a song about home
And I'm wishing I was there singing you to sleep
I'd be holding you close, close to me
But I'm out here, yeah I'm out here on the road
(The road)
And I'm wishing you were here in a front row seat
Shouting every word back at me
But I'm up here, yeah I'm up here all alone
Singing a song about home
Singing a song about home