Calling Home Again.

I was born on a sunny day.

My momma cried and daddy prayed

That this so cold world wouldnt turn its back on me.

I came up with the city dream.

That i could do anything.

That i put my stubborn made up mind to.

And now that im gone.

Who am i gonna call.

When the time runs out and i find myself.

Far away from the sweet sunday that ive been waitin' for.

When the pavement ends and when life begins.

Youve got a yellow brick road that leads you right back to my home town.

And ill be picking up the pieces to the fairytale thats been where i been.

Calling home again.

I never thought i could fall apart.

Live top to bottom with a broken heart.

Get a tattoo right there where it shouldnt be.

Seems so funny gotta laugh at me.

Got a cross around my neck just to shake a leg

And it always brings me right back to my knees.

And it keeps me wondering.

Who am i gonna call.

When the time runs out and i find myself.

Far away from the sweet sunday that ive been waitin' for.

When the pavement ends and when life begins.

Youve got a yellow brick road that leads you right back to my home town.

And ill be picking up the pieces to the fairytale thats been where i been

Calling home again.

Everybody keeps telling me no.

But my faith and dreams scene just roll and go.

Who am i gonna call?

When the pavement ends and when life begins.

Callin home again.

You keep calling home callin home callin home again.