If I woke up one morning

With my memory gone

I'd pick out some clothes

And I'd put 'em on

And I'd walk down the street

And find a cafe

And I'd order a guinness

And I'd sit there all day

Then some kids would come in

And start a fuss

About how great their weekend

In New Orleans was

Then I'd look down and smile

Like their tale was my own

I'd be drowning in memory

And then I would know

How it used to be in summer

So many years ago

When we really didn't worry

Or care to know

Where we would be

Or how old we had grown

Then I'd open my eyes

And I know I was home

Where my friends are

Even when I'm not

I wish you were here

Then it would rain

Like it sometimes does

And if we were bored

It wouldn't bother us

We'd just get in the car

And drive through the night

And be lost in East Texas

But no one would mind

'Cause we'd find our way home

Like we always do

Funny how the time flies in our youth

But with darkness approaching

We will all grow close

In the place we'll call Heaven

But for now we'll just call it home

Where my friends are

Even when I'm not

I wish you were here

I'll see you at home