That's Not Home Lyrics - Campbell Glen

Maybe tomorrow, I won't go home 

Maybe she won't even care 

At seven, she'll throw a kiss towards the door 

And smile at my empty chair 

For there's nothing there for a man to cling to 

Nothing to pull me back home 

Only a girl that's a stranger to me 

Breathing on flames that are gone 

Home isn't where I hang up my hat every night 

And home isn't anything 

Like cold arms holding me tight, that's not right 

And home isn't some place to go 

Just to feel all alone, that's not home 

Maybe she might never see me again 

Maybe that's the best way 

I'll join myself to some south blowing wind 

And leave her to find her own way 

And maybe I'll find home someday