Текст песни When America Comes Home - Trout Fishing In America

What America comes home to is everything we're living for
A place to love and get some rest just behind that door
When America comes home, it comes home to a dream
What America comes home to is a dream of itself
What it could be, what it should be, if it could be someone else
When America comes home, it comes home to a dream
My mother made a rag rug. I saw her do it
I had a fenced-in childhood. I lived through it
What America comes home to is an ad-man's paradise
T.V. laugh track families, always funny, sometimes wise
When America comes home, it comes home to a dream
What America comes home to is a need to get away
Catalogs and road maps, money never saved
When America comes home, it comes home to a dream
For wishes and what-ifs, my sister is a well
Often she's a stranger. She reminds me of myself
What America comes home to is comfortably confused
Lost and found, loved and hated, pampered and abused
When America comes home, comes home to a dream
When America finally comes home, comes home from the war
Will we have an answer when they ask us what they were fighting for
When America comes home, comes home to its dream
While America goes home to big cities and home towns
If you didn't have a home, well you'd be home now
While America goes home to big cities and home towns
If you didn't have a home, well you'd be home now