I come from a place with tall trees White picket fence With a ground like coffee All my friends are there Some of them aware Some that really don't care But it's the place that I call home So I go alone To see how it is grown And nothing can compare To hearing all the good news, gotta love the good news Even when it's unfair
I hope you know that I miss you I hope you know that I'm comin' back I hope you know that I miss you I hope you know that I'm comin baaack
I come from a place with corn fields I remember when I got my first four wheels And I ride Better love at night Convertible with no lights Nothing but the moonlight to guide the way Then I heard em say Bit of a delay then I wound up in a ditch at the break of day You passed me by I knew exactly why, you had it in mind
I hope you know that I miss you I hope you know that I'm comin' back I hope you know that I miss you I hope you know that I'm comin' back
