[Verse 1]
Give my watch to someone who keeps no time,
Give my car to someone with nowhere to drive.
Give my wine to someone who knows no wine,
Give my horses to someone who still wants to ride.
Give my bullets to men with no names left to write,
Give my guns to someone who's done with the fight.
All the things that I wanted, I called them mine,
Funny how little they mean at the end of the night.
[Chorus]
Life, please send me home,
Somewhere I don't have to carry it all.
Somewhere everyone's still at the table,
And nobody's waiting for somebody to fall.
I don't need heaven,
I don't need to know.
Just give me a moment where everyone's there.
Life, please send me home.
[Verse 2]
Once I nearly had it all,
But nearly doesn't count.
I nearly kept the promises
I spent my whole life talking about.
We were one more year, one more chance,
One more hand away.
But love can run out of patience
While you're building a better tomorrow.
Still, I remember the laughter,
The dinners, the stories, the noise.
Hazel eyes filled with wisdom,
And the sound of familiar voices.
Those are the things I would take with me.
The rest can stay behind.
You can keep everything I ever owned.
Just leave me what was mine in time.
[Bridge]
Fought a few more battles.
Won some. Lost most.
Loss taught me more about living
Than victory ever could.
Shed a few quiet tears.
Dusted off the scars.
Stood back up again.
Because that's what men do
When everybody needs them to.
The war isn't fought with bullets now.
It's pills on the table.
Promises to keep.
Children who need you.
People who sleep
Because somewhere inside them
They believe you'll still be there.
And some nights...
That's a heavy thing to bear.
[Final Chorus]
Life, please send me home...
But maybe not tonight.
There's still someone who needs me,
Still another morning to make right.
I've got people at my table.
I've got promises of my own.
And maybe making sure they have enough
Is how I carry home.
So take the watch.
Take the car.
Take the wine and everything I've known.
But leave me the laughter.
Leave me the faces.
Leave me the memories when I'm alone.
[Outro]
One day, life...
When the table is empty,
When my promises are done,
When those I carried can carry themselves
And my final war is won...
Burn my body.
Let the ashes blow.
There'll be nothing left to own.
But until that day—
I'll stand again.
Life...
I'll tell you when I'm ready to go home.