Dierks Bentley - Home Lyrics

Dierks Bentley - Home LyricsWest, on a plane bound westI see stretching out belowLand, blessed mother landThe place where I was bornScars, she’s got her scarsSometimes it starts to worry meLose, I don’t want to loseSight of who we areFrom the mountains highTo the wave crash coastThere’s a way to findBetter days I knowIt’s been a long hard rideGot a ways to goThis is still the placeThat we all