I was five years old when my daddy drove us
On a trip that seemed longer than life
When we arrived, I saw tears in Mother's eyes
But I didn't know how to ask why
On the front porch she hesitated
At a door that was once her own
Then she smiled and I heard her saying
'Hey - is anyone home?'
I was nine years old when my brother woke me
And said, 'This is goodbye for now'
He packed a suitcase and went on his way
To some far-off college town
And I cried as I heard him leaving
'Cause leaving felt so wrong
But round about Thanksgiving I heard
'Hey - is anyone home?'
'Is anyone home?'
It's the sound of a heart that's falling
Hey...
It's the sound of a memory calling
Hey...
It's the sound of a lost voice aching
Hey...
It's the sound of silence breaking
Hey...
Well, now I'm grown with a place of my own
In a city that's worlds away
Where folks lock their doors behind bolts and bars
Just because they're so afraid
But at night on the edge of dreaming
My heart walks a love-worn road
There's the sound of a screen door creaking
And I hear myself say
'Hey - is anyone home?'
'Is anyone home?'