The wind blew a path through the fallen leaves And there showed a crack in the old oak tree The door stood as if it was standing guard Of the dozen chipmunks in the backyard
Every house not a home but dare do i roam There's a light on the porch here for someone
Once upon a time in a border town The war was over, the guns laid down The women, the men, the children saved Now it's hard to remember it any other way
When the law acts as though there is nothing to show There is compassion and depth in a neighbor
Now if bartles & jaymes didn't need no first names We could live by our own laws in favor
Every house not a home but dare do i roam There's a light on the porch here for someone
Now if bartles & jaymes didn't need no first names We could live by our own laws in favor .
