LYRIC
There's a storm coming in
Watch from the back porch
As you play with the kids
Stop to smile
And wave to me [Chorus] That ain't home
I don't know what is [Verse 2] Long blonde hair
And your suntanned skin
Barefoot in
Your little yellow dress
Summer rain makes the sound of the tree
I see you laughing
As you walk around and then [Chorus] That ain't home
I don't know what is
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