Back Home

To be back home and what it was like to be a kid again.

Lemonade and hammocks
Fresh cut grass and the summer breeze
Gives me the feeling of home
And puts my heart at ease
Whatching the clouds go by
Seeing shapes in the sky
No worries to be known
Like a kid again when I'm back home
Catching fireflies
And putting them into jars
Back at home
We'd try to count the stars
We all grow up and forget the past
Stay busy in our lives and move too fast
Never take the time to stay off the grid
But when I'm back home I'm like a kid