Back Home To You - Eric Paslay

Well you know I really love you

But this wild road has got a hold of me

I gotta go but you’re always with me

I feel you close when I close my eyes

I hear your voice it’s like you’re by my side

Wish you were here but I know you can’t be

So here’s what I’m gonna do

I’m gonna bring it back home to you

More than a postcard

Better than a photograph

You’re gonna see what I mean when get I make it back

I’ll pick a different colored flower every field that I pass

And bring ‘em back home to you

I breathe it in

Soak it up

Write it down for ya

I’ll even catch some mountain air in a jar for ya

I’ll pick a different colored flower every field that I pass

And bring ‘em back home to you

Well you should see the color that the sky gets

Right before it fades into a sunset

That endless sky shines on forever

Over the fields and through the mountains

I’m looking for it and I’ve found it

Such a sight another perfect moment

More than a postcard

Better than a photograph

You’re gonna see what I mean when I make it back

I’ll pick a different colored flower every field that I pass

And bring ‘em back home to you

I breathe it in

Soak it up

Write it down for ya

I’ll even catch some mountain air in a jar for ya

I’ll pick a different colored flower every field that I pass

And bring ‘em back home to you

More than a postcard

Better than a photograph

You’re gonna see what I mean when I make it back

I’ll pick a different colored flower every field that I pass

And bring ‘em back home to you

I breathe it in

Soak it up

Write it down for ya

I’ll even catch some mountain air in a jar for ya

I’ll pick a different colored flower every field that I pass

And bring ‘em back home to you