We come and go to let it bleed. 
Burning midnight oil and candles at both ends to see. 
All I've known is nothing's free and nothing's easy 
when you're sowing busted hearts on sleeves.

Oh I gave my hands to take you home 
but I had no home to give you.

I can't say where I'm from. 
I've been moving since my mama gave me to a Texas sun. 
Some may say I'm a nomad by fate, 
flames.

Oh I gave my hand to take you home 
but I had no home to give you.

Do I take more than I give? 
It's all I've known but I don't want to roam 
from you for long, before I find you gone.

Oh I have my hand to take you home 
but I had no home to give you. 
I'm coming home before you're gone. 
I'm coming home before I'm lost.