Second Home

Second Home (By Blue Foley, Kristel Lisberg, Eric Erdman) raised in a place where tradition is set in its ways caught the taste For those trade winds of change on the ocean waves On bended knee at the crossroads That last lost half of me, I let go.. when I found my heart in its second home That white picket life tried to fence me in That roll in the road is where my freedom begins And I can’t go back - to where I started My ‘second’ home - is where my heart is My dreams Wanna sing Somewhere they’re more than an echo back to me I gotta keep moving my feet To get closer to who i’m really meant to be That white picket life tried to fence me in That roll in the road is where my freedom begins And I can’t go back - to where I started My ‘second’ home - is where my heart is