Who says you can’t go home?

This is a song that really sings to my heart.  We all know and love Bon Jovi (okay, honestly, I’ve been in love with Jon Bon Jovi since I was in 7th grade!)

I think the thing about this song that is that it makes me feel nostalgic.  He spent 20 years trying to get out of this place–I always wanted to leave Denver, my home…go out and start again. I was a lost soul.  I just wandered around for a while.  I didn’t mean to hijack that rainbow, but I did it anyway and my pot of gold is the life-the dream I’m living now.  Who knew?

And, I have been there, done that (oh the stories I could tell!) and I have the tee shirt to prove it!!

I do go back on occasion and the people I know, the people I grew up with are still all there.  I know them, they know me.  They welcome me back with open arms.  As a matter of fact, there just wasn’t enough time to visit everyone when we were home for Christmas.  It does feel like I’ve never left sometimes!

I have done a lot of traveling and there’s not one line that I would erase!  Even some of the mistakes that I made.  I wouldn’t take them back, if I could.

I spent 20 years trying to get out of this place
I was looking for something I couldn’t replace
I was running away from the only thing I’ve ever known
Like a blind dog without a bone
I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone
I hijacked a rainbow and crashed into a pot of gold
I been there, done that and I ain’t lookin’ back on the seeds I’ve sown,
Saving dimes, spending too much time on the telephone

Who says you can’t go home

[Chorus]
Who says you can’t go home
There’s only one place they call me one of their own
Just a hometown boy, born a rolling stone, who says you can’t go home
Who says you can’t go back, been all around the world and as a matter of fact
There’s only one place left I want to go, who says you can’t go home
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, its alright

I went as far as I could, I tried to find a new face
There isn’t one of these lines that I would erase
I lived a million miles of memories on that road
With every step I take I know that I’m not alone
You take the home from the boy, but not the boy from his home
These are my streets, the only life I’ve ever known,
who says you can’t go home

[Chorus]

I been there, done that and I ain’t looking back
It’s been a long long road
Feels like I never left, that’s how the story goes

It doesn’t matter where you are, it doesn’t matter where you go
If it’s a million miles aways or just a mile up the road
Take it in, take it with you when you go,
who says you can’t go home

[Chorus]

It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, its alright
Who says you can’t go home [x2]

6 thoughts on “Who says you can’t go home?

  1. I love that Bon Jovi song too. It always makes me feel good, for some reason. We recently moved back to the area where we went to school, and it feels like coming home. (Neither of us grew up in this area, but we love it anyway.)

    It is funny where life can take you. I feel like I have been all over the place, and just within the past five years have I felt like I got my life together.

  2. ❤ Bon Jovi too.

    My Stepdad is a retired coastie and they had something on the wall that read “Home is where the Coast Guard Sends you.” I guess it could also read “Home is where the military sends you”.

    I thank Rob for being in the military and defending my freedom (even if he isn’t in Iraq) and for you being a military wife. Praying for safety until you both return HOME to the States.

  3. Loved Bon Jovi.

    For me there really is no going home. Honestly, I don’t even know where that is. Where I lived until I was 13 but no longer have friends and very little family? The 5 places I’ve lived since then?

    I guess I’d have to consider where I am home.

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