I

watch

the

world

go

by

out-

side

a

win-

dow.

I

still

can't

be-

lieve

where

I

am

now-

o-

o-

ow.

It's

been

for-

ev-

er

long,

ad-

ven-

tures

come

and

gone,

and

I'm

left

a-

lone

but

not

ler

do-

wn.

Cause

I

have

found

a

gra-

vi-

ty,

a

voice

that

pulls

me

to

my

knees,

tell-

ing

me

"re-

mem-

ber

where

you're

from."

This

south-

ern

air

is

all

I

need,

breathe

it

in

and

I

can

see

the

can-

va-

ses

be-

hind

my

ey-

es,

all

the

co-

lors

of

my

life.

This

south-

ern

air

is

in

my

lungs,

it's

in

ev-

ery

word

I've

sung.

Seems

the

on-

ly

truth

I

know,

this

will

al-

ways

be

home.

I

though

a-

bout

the

day

when

I

can

true-

ly

say

I'm

bet-

ter

now

and

here

I

a-

a-

a-

am.

Cause

I

will

let

this

gra-

vi-

ty

grab

a-

hold

and

car-

ry

me,

but

I

will

not

for-

get

where

I

am

from,

for-

get

where

I

am

fro-

m.

This

south-

ern

air

is

all

I

need,

breathe

it

in

and

I

can

see

the

can-

va-

ses

be-

hind

my

ey-

es,

all

the

co-

lors

of

my

life.

This

south-

ern

air

is

in

my

lungs,

it's

in

ev-

ery

word

I've

sung.

Seems

the

on-

ly

truth

I

know,

this

will

al-

ways

be

home.

Al-

ways

be

ho-

me.

Al-

ways

be

ho-

o-

me.

The

sun

lays

down

in-

side

the

o-

cean,

I'm

right

where

I

be-

long.

I

feel

the

air,

the

salt's

on

my

skin,

the

fu-

ture's

com-

ing

on.

And

af-

ter

li-

ving

through

these

wild

years

and

com-

ing

out

a-

live,

I

just

want

to

lay

my

head

here,

stop

run-

ning

for

a

while.

This

south-

ern

air

is

all

I

need,

breathe

it

in

and

I

can

see

the

can-

va-

ses

be-

hind

my

ey-

es,

all

the

co-

lors

of

my

life.

This

south-

ern

air

is

in

my

lungs,

it's

in

ev-

ery

word

I've

sung.

Seems

the

on-

ly

truth

I

know,

this

will

al-

ways

be

home.

Al-

ways

be

ho-

me.

Al-

ways

be

home,

this

will

al-

ways

be

home.

This

south-

ern

air

is

in

my

lungs,

it's

in

ev-

ery

word

I've

sung.

Seems

the

on-

ly

truth

I

know,

this

will

al-

ways

be

home.