Mark Erelli - Almost home

How many miles did we travel down^C that road Searching all the ^Dwhile For a place to call our ^Gown So young and hypno^Ctized With the stars in our ^Deyes ^B7 How could ^Emwe have ^Gever kn^A7own

Almost ^Dhome ^C We were almost^G home

How many times can you go on ^Ctempting fate 'Til it sends you^D a sign You can't antici^Gpate Now the lesson is le^Carned Our love has ^Dturned ^B7 From a j^Emewel in^Gto a ^A7stone

Almost ^Dhome ^C We were almost^G home

But ^B7love never ^Clasts Like an ^Dold photo^Ggraph Where the ^Amcolours ^Am7slowly fade to shades of ^Dgrey ^G

Love is the place where you go when day is^C done Love is in^D the face Of the old ^Gand young Love knows nothing of the ^Cwheel Of aluminum and ^Dsteel ^B7 Travelling ^Emdown that ^Ggravel ^A7road

Almost ^Dhome ^C We were almost^G home

Almost ^Dhome ^C We were almost ^Ghome

Almost ^Dhome ^C We were almost ^Ghome^C____^G