[Intro]
D  Em  G
 
[Verse 1]
  D                         D
I gotta get home, there's a garden to tend
        D
All the fruit's on the ground
        D                           Em           Em
And the birds have all moved back into my attic, whistling static
         Em                        Em                      D
When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again
 
[Verse 2]
      D                       D
Well, I can't believe that my lime tree is dead
  D                          D                        Em
I thought it was sleeping, I guess it got fed up with not being fed
Em                     Em
I would be too, I keep food in my belly
    Em                      D              D
And hope that my time isn't soon    (Isn't soon)
 
[Chorus]
   D        D                 Em         Em
So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
        G                 A                   D
And whatever I find, I'll find my way back to you
       D                D
And if you could try to find it too
            Em                       Em
'Cause this place has overgrown into waxing moon
G                   A                        D
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too
 
[Verse 3]
       D                           D
In the back of our house there's a trail that won't end
        D                  D
We were walking so far, it grew back in
                Em                    Em
And now there's no trail at all, only grass growing tall
Em                     Em                     D
Get out my machete and battle with time once again
    Em                       Em                           D
But I'm bound to lose 'cause I'll be damned if time don't win
 
[Verse 4]
  D                        D
I gotta get home there's a garden to tend
        D                       D
All the seeds from the fruit buried and began
      Em                           Em
Their own family trees, teach them thank you and please
Em                          Em                          D
Spread their own roots then watch the young fruit grow again
Em                          Em                       D
This old trail will lead me right back to where it begins
 
[Chorus]
   D        D                 Em         Em
So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
        G                 A                   D
And whatever I find, I'll find my way back to you
       D                D
And if you could try to find it too
            Em                       Em
'Cause this place has overgrown into waxing moon
G                   A                        D
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too
G                   A                        D
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too
G                   A                        D
Home is wherever we are if there's love here too