Hold my body
Tell me I am okay
And I'll post something nice
For your birthday
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
Worn out baby
Tired, beat to the punch
Thinking of the field
Where we shared our lunch
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
There's a field downtown
Where my mom
Is loading up her car
She needs help, where am i?
In a place uptown
In a room
With no posters on the wall
He needs help, where am i?
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
Boy Brooks - Fields (Home) Lyrics
Boy Brooks - Fields (Home) Lyrics
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Hold my body
Tell me I am okay
And I'll post something nice
For your birthday
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
Worn out baby
Tired, beat to the punch
Thinking of the field
Where we shared our lunch
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
There's a field downtown
Where my mom
Is loading up her car
She needs help, where am i?
In a place uptown
In a room
With no posters on the wall
He needs help, where am i?
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
Tell me I am okay
And I'll post something nice
For your birthday
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
Worn out baby
Tired, beat to the punch
Thinking of the field
Where we shared our lunch
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
There's a field downtown
Where my mom
Is loading up her car
She needs help, where am i?
In a place uptown
In a room
With no posters on the wall
He needs help, where am i?
That's when I call
Out to you
That's what I call
Home
Writer: Brooks Allison
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