Maybe tomorrow I won't come home maybe you won't even care

At seven you'll throw a kiss toward the door and smile at my empty chair

For there's nothing here for a man to cling to nothing to keep me at home

Only a girl that's a stranger to me breathing on flames that're 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 you might never see me again maybe that's the best way

I'll join myself to some south blowing wind leave here and find my own way

And maybe I'll find home someday