[Intro]
Dusty road, a street sign sighs hello
And a kettle whispers from a window glow
[Verse 1]
I drive through lanes that know my name,
Old map of memory in the rain-washed pane
Kids on bicycles, laughter in the air,
Neighbors waving, I can almost hear
Mama’s porch light, soft and patient as a dawn,
Calling me back to where I belong
[Chorus]
Home is a heartbeat in the hum of streets,
Where warm bread rises and mercy meets
The pulse of yesterday with hands open wide,
I’m learning how to stay and still glide
Back to my hometown, where roots run deep,
Where every blessing whispers, “You’re enough.”
[Verse 2]
Morning cups steam like small-town gold,
Quiet clocks counting hours of old and gold
Voices echo from the kitchen and the yard,
Grandfather’s laugh, a stubborn, joyful bard
I almost forget the city’s crowded light,
But here the stars count clearly at night
[Chorus]
Home is a heartbeat in the hum of streets,
Where warm bread rises and mercy meets
The pulse of yesterday with hands open wide,
I’m learning how to stay and still glide
Back to my hometown, where roots run deep,
Where every blessing whispers, “You’re enough.”
[Bridge]
If miles can mend what distance tears,
If time can teach me to breathe in prayer,
Then let the tire tracks rewrite my song,
Let the welcome crowd remind me I belong
[Chorus]
Home is a heartbeat in the hum of streets,
Where warm bread rises and mercy meets
The pulse of yesterday with hands open wide,
I’m learning how to stay and still glide
Back to my hometown, where roots run deep,
Where every blessing whispers, “You’re enough.”
[Outro]
So I’ll carry gratitude like a weathered key,
Unlocking childhood mornings, returning to me
