HOMES ©Rebecca Wave

The sun is up, the tide is high, the summer is about to die
The firewood is cut and dried, for winter nights

The village looks familiar now, the people smile and say "Hello"
I got a kitten, don't you know, how fast they grow

The summer people went away, they clear out after Labor Day
I guess the natives like to say, "She'll never stay"

Chorus:
(But) I'm home, I'm home
I don't believe I need
To roam no more
I'm gonna dig up all my bones
'Cause I'm home

Remember down in Santa Fe, the mountains took our breath away
And gave us back the time to pray, for just one day

And California calls to me, and Blue Ridge Mountains Tennessee
And all the land I've never seen, where I could be

I've been at home on City streets, known the bars and joints to eat
Leanin' back on a' warm bus seat, puttin' up my feet
(Chorus)

The wind is pickin' up my mind, and blowin' 'round this heart of mine
The pant legs walkin' off the line, leave me behind

I guess the world is still around the corner, waitin' for the sound it hums
To reach the place I've found, to set me down

And I'll go wherever I can hear the song
        Wherever it comes clear and strong
However far, however long, that's where I'm from
(Chorus)