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Introduction

You know that feeling when you’re far from home, and suddenly a song comes on that takes you right back? That’s exactly what “Home In My Mind” does for me. The first time I heard it, I was instantly transported to my old neighborhood—the smell of freshly cut grass, the sound of kids playing in the street, the warmth of familiar faces.

What really gets me about this song is how it perfectly captures that bittersweet mix of nostalgia and longing. The lyrics are so heartfelt, it’s like the artist peeked into all our collective memories and wrapped them up in melody. There’s this line in the chorus that goes, “Though miles may keep us apart, I carry you here in my heart,” and every time I hear it, I can’t help but smile and maybe get a little misty-eyed.

The melody is just as compelling—simple yet profound. It starts off softly, building up to a chorus that’s both uplifting and a little haunting. It’s the kind of song you find yourself humming long after it’s over, each note pulling you deeper into reflection.

If you’ve ever found yourself reminiscing about the good old days or missing the comfort of home, “Home In My Mind” feels like a warm hug from the past. It’s more than just a song; it’s a reminder that no matter where life takes us, we can always revisit the places and people we love, even if it’s just in our minds

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Lyrics

Well I’m a thousand miles away
And it feels like a thousand days
Since I seen that smile, heard that laugh
Felt that touch I’ve been needing so bad
And the only way to get there fast
I’m going home in my mind
Cruising by them Carolina pines
Taking it slow, doing 35 down Timber drive
I can already feel your hand in mine
Sweet tea, porch swings, supper on the stove
Everything I’ve been missing on the road
I can’t be there tonight
But when I close my eyes
I’m going home in my mind
I’m going home in my mind
When I’m fighting off the lonely
Just needing you to hold me
Hung up in a hotel
There ain’t no telling girl where I’m at
But baby I’m coming back
Yeah I’m coming back
I’m going home in my mind
Cruising by them Carolina pines
Taking it slow, doing 35 down Timber drive
I can already feel your hand in mine
Sweet tea, porch swings, supper on the stove
Everything I’ve been missing on the road
I can’t be there tonight
But when I close my eyes
I’m going home in my mind, yeah
I’m going home in my mind, yeah
Wish I could hop on the next flight
And have you by my side
But this’ll have to do tonight
I’m going home in my mind
Cruising by them Carolina pines
Taking it slow, doing 35 down Timber drive
I can already feel your hand in mine
Sweet tea in a porch swings, supper on the stove
Everything I’ve been missing on the road
I can’t be there tonight
But if I close my eyes
I’m going home in my mind
Yeah I’m going home in my mind

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