Taste of Home

Hungry for the road all my life
Thirsty for adventure all my youth
Chasing all my freedoms
Down Liberty Avenue

Everytime I hear a phrase
My mother used to say to me
Everything happens for a reason
I get the feeling, I need

A little taste of home, home home
Just a little taste of home, home, home
A little taste of home, home, home
I need a little taste of home.

Nothing like kitchen conversation
Steam coming up off the stove
Photographs down the staircase
Show how our stories unfold.

Everytime I hear a song
My father used to sing to me
The sweet words of an Irish lullaby
I get the feeling, I need


A little taste of home, home home
Just a little taste of home, home, home
No matter where I go
I need a little taste of home.

I just bought my ticket
And I pick up my phone
Calling to tell you, I’m comin’

Home, home, home
I need a little taste of home.
Home, home, home
I need a little taste of home.