A house is not a home Set apart in winter Covered in the snow That knows her like a sister Lonely like a branch Fallen from the longleaf Laying on the ground Cast away like nothing I drove on a road Of calico Tired eyes Sleep under the coat Of calico Lighthouse on the stone Show me to the lakeside Laying in your wake Waiting for the sunrise I drove on a road Of calico Tired eyes Sleep under the coat Of calico And I made a mistake I should've stayed a little longer that day Out at the lake It's lost time It's all fine I confide in the Everwood I drove on a road Of calico Tired eyes Sleep under the coat Of calico