I know they say, you can't home again.

I just had to come back one last time.

Man I know, you don't know me for

madam. But these hand prints on the

front steps remind me. Up those stairs,

in that little back bedroom, is where I

did my homework and I learned to play

guitar. And I bet you didn't know,

under that live oak, my favorite dog is

buried in the yard. I thought if I can

touch this place, so feel it. This

brokenness inside me, I start heal'n.

Out here it's like I'm someone else, I

thought if maybe I can find myself. If I

can just come in I swear I'll leave, won't

take nothing but a memory-

Artist- Miranda Lambert

Type- Country