My Home Lyrics

If God forbid there were a house fire

The flames would consume

Every square foot, but it'd leave me and you

We'd take the dogs, and call the cops

And live in a van

But no one would make it as homey

Like you can

If our pockets get light and our wallets run out

If God forbid we went bankrupt and the bank took the house

We'd still be rich in love, nothing would stop us

No one understands, but to sum it all up

It's not all this plaster and drywall and stories of stone

More valuable, sacred than anything else that I own

It's your tan skin in a cut-off

This is something I'm sure of

Oh baby, I just can't get enough

It's not a house on a county road

No, you are my home

If push came to shove and we hit the road

If we slept on park benches through rain and through snow

I'd probably never wanna go back to the house I'd call home

All I need is right here on the road

If we owned a mansion just for us two

Well, I'm not quite sure I would like all that room

Come closer baby, don't need my own space

Let's buy a Tennessee studio and call it our place

It's not all this plaster and drywall and stories of stone

More valuable sacred than anything else that I own

It's your tan skin and a cut-off

This is something I'm sure of

Oh baby, I just can't get enough

It's not a house on a county road

No, you are my home

No, it's not all this plaster

Not all this drywall and stone

It's not a house on a county road

You are my home