| | The only ground I ever owned, was sticking to my shoes
Now I look out my front porch at this panoramic view
I can sit and watch the fields fill up with rays of golden sun
I watch the moon lay on the fences like that was where it was hung
My blessings are in front of me, It's not about the land
I'll never beat the view, from my front porch looking in
(Chorus)
There a carrot top who can barely walk, with a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong,
Cus she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl, holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in
I've traveled here and everywhere, following my job
I've seen the paintings from the air, brushed by the hand of God
The mountains and the canyons reach, from sea to shining sea
But I can't wait to get back home, to the one he made for me
Cus anywhere I'll ever go, and everywhere I've been
Nothing takes my breath away, like my front porch looking in
Chorus
I see what beautiful is about, When I'm looking in
Not when I'm looking out....
Chorus
The view I love the most is my front porch looking in
Yeah, Yeah
There's a carrot top who can barely walk...with my front porch lookin' in
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong...with my front porch lookin' in
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them...yeah,yeah |
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