If I woke up one morning with my memory gone

I'd pick out some clothes and I'd put them on

Then I'd walk down the street and find a cafe

And I'd order a Guiness and I'd sit there all day

Then some kids would come in and start a fuss

About how great their weekend in New Orleans was

I'd look down and smile like their tale was my own

I'd be drowning in memory, and then I would know

How it used to be in summer, so many years ago

When we really didn't worry, or care to know

Where we would be, or how old we had grown

Then I'd open my eyes and I know I was



Home

Where my friends are

Even when I'm not

I wish you were here



Then it would rain, like it sometimes does

And if we were bored it wouldn't bother us

We'd just get in the car and drive through the night

And get lost in East Texas, but no one would mind

'Cause we'd find our way home like we always do

Funny how the time flies in our youth

But with darkness approaching, we will all grow close

In that place we call heaven but for now, we'll just call it



Home

Where my friends are

Even when I'm not

I wish you were here



I'll see you at home