Child of this blood and bone
No place I'd ever call my own
I've been carrying this gypsy stone
And praying that you'd get to me

You're saying where's your country son
And tell me of the things you've done
Well I've been living on the run
And praying that you'd get to me

I was born of no man's land
Wild, young, and free
But I've seen her face and felt her grace
And that's where I want to be

So maybe I have seen a light
Or drank too much on Friday night
But I gathered you and held you tight
And darling that was home

So lead me to a better place
Where this all dissolves without a trace
And every line's lost in embrace
Cause darling that is home

I was born of no man's land
No one to see me through
But darling if you'd take me home
Then I'd belong to you