Carry Me Back

Whispers on the wind, calling me back home, calling me back home Whispers on the wind, where the wildflowers grow, barefoot in the summer Down the dusty road, where the wildflowers grow, barefoot in the summer Chasing fireflies, mama's handless from the garden soil Daddy's stories around the fire, mending every toil Oh carry back to those simple days where the river runs free and the heart never strays In the arms of the land that raised me so true nostalgia sweetie pulling me to you One day I'll return when the years weigh me down trade For that old hometown when the year leaves empty streets For that old hometown feel the earth beneath me breathe the air so pure Find the peace I lost, in the life I once knew Oh, carry me back to though the river runs free and the heart never strays Whispers on the wind, calling me Whispers on the wind, calling me Calling me Whispers on the wind