I came home to a house of boxes, Neatly labeled, holding everything I own. In 24 hours I was on the road, Miles away from the place I had called home. Leaving the only life I knew, Believing that what we had was true. And I never expected to be here, I'm not even sure where I am. And I don't know where I am going, But as long as I'm holding your hand, I'm already home. The American Dream, a house and kids, We started with both and a little overwhelmed. And love was a bonus on the better days, And a buoy when we thought that we might drown. Survival was an unpredicted joy, And I never expected to be here, I'm not even sure where I am. And I don't know where I am going, But as long as I'm holding your hand, I'm already home. A place I'm safe, a place I'm known, I'm already home. Wherever you are is where I finally belong, I'm already home. And I never expected to be here, I'm not even sure where I am. And I don't know where I am going, But as long as I'm holding your hand, I'm already home. I came home to a house of boxes, Neatly labeled, holding everything we own.