Inside Our Home - 311

Out here on the road
Surrounded yet still alone
But I can’t complain
3000 miles separates
Me from my center stone
The only thing that could fill this hole

Lined up my best intentions
I gave it half a chance
Now no one else I’d mention
Even worth a second glance

Any day now we’ll be way out in the country
Where we get to be
Who we really are being ourselves
I’m counting the days

I like the view out our window
Bucolic and peaceful
Every day there are mountains
And sometimes the ocean
But I’d give that all up for
The things I truly adore
What I see when I turn and look
Inside our home

Somehow, strange as it may
It’s harder for the one who stays
But you don’t complain
The thoughts and doubts are there to keep you company for days
You rise above and somehow carry the wait

Any day now I’ll be back out in the country
Where I get to feel
The love when it’s just us being ourselves
I’m counting the days

I like the view out our window
Bucolic and peaceful
Every day there are mountains
And sometimes the ocean
But I’d give that all up for
The things I truly adore
What I see when I turn and look
Inside our home

Home, home, wanna be home
It gets rougher than rough
Harder than this, I don’t know what could be
But you just take it on easily
There’s nothing so worth it
Imperfectly perfect

I like the view out our window
Bucolic and peaceful
Every day there are mountains
And sometimes the ocean
But I’d give that all up for
The things I truly adore
What I see when I turn and look
Inside our home

Lyrics added by Sandra Quinn