I don't own Adam he belongs to Disney, Lonestar owns the song, all I can claim is Adam's wife and kids.
Oh yeah Yeah oh yeah
The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes Now I look at my front porch and this panoramic view I can sit and watch the fields fill up With rays of glowing sun Or watch the moon lay on the fences Like that's 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
Adam Banks stepped off the team bus and looked out of his acres of land. Georgia was a beautiful a place, though he never would've thought to live there, until he was traded to the Atlanta Thrashers. Buying that little plantation was the best decision he'd ever made. Well maybe not the best, marrying his wife Paige and having two gorgeous daughters, that was the best. He climbed the steps to his front patio and took one last look over his land with a smile. Then he turned to look back through the picture window where his family sat in the parlor.
There's a carrot top who can barely walk With a sippy cup of milk A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong 'Cause she likes to dress herself And the most beautiful girl holding both of them And the view I love the most Is my front porch looking in, yeah
He watched as his youngest toddled in from the kitchen with a sippy-cup in one hand and her older sister's hand in the other. Adam grinned at the sight of the tiny redhead, with the same copper hair as her mother. The other little girl was two whole years older, with his blue eyes and blonde hair. She was walking around with her shoes on the wrong feet because Paige had allowed her to put her own clothes on that morning. Sitting on the couch, with the children on her lap was Paige, her red hair pulled back in a tight bun and a tired expression on her face. Even heavy with fatigue she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
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 It's anywhere I'll ever go and everywhere I've been Nothing takes my breath away Like my front porch looking in
Playing pro hockey had taken him away from his home so many times. But no matter where he went, no matter what he saw, nothing compared to Paige and the girls. He thought about them twenty four seven and when they weren't together, he found himself imagining what they were doing. Even thinking about them made him happy.
There's a carrot top who can barely walk With a sippy cup of milk A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong 'Cause 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 see what beautiful is about When I'm looking in Not when I'm looking out
There's a carrot top who can barely walk With a sippy cup of milk A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong 'Cause she likes to dress herself And the most beautiful girl holding both of them Yeah the view I love the most
Oh, the view I love the most Is my front porch looking in Yeah Oh, there's a carrot top who can barely walk (From my front porch looking in) A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong, yeah And the most beautiful girl (Beautiful girl From my front porch looking in) Holding both of them Oh, yeah
Oh yeah Yeah oh yeah
The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes Now I look at my front porch and this panoramic view I can sit and watch the fields fill up With rays of glowing sun Or watch the moon lay on the fences Like that's 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
Adam Banks stepped off the team bus and looked out of his acres of land. Georgia was a beautiful a place, though he never would've thought to live there, until he was traded to the Atlanta Thrashers. Buying that little plantation was the best decision he'd ever made. Well maybe not the best, marrying his wife Paige and having two gorgeous daughters, that was the best. He climbed the steps to his front patio and took one last look over his land with a smile. Then he turned to look back through the picture window where his family sat in the parlor.
There's a carrot top who can barely walk With a sippy cup of milk A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong 'Cause she likes to dress herself And the most beautiful girl holding both of them And the view I love the most Is my front porch looking in, yeah
He watched as his youngest toddled in from the kitchen with a sippy-cup in one hand and her older sister's hand in the other. Adam grinned at the sight of the tiny redhead, with the same copper hair as her mother. The other little girl was two whole years older, with his blue eyes and blonde hair. She was walking around with her shoes on the wrong feet because Paige had allowed her to put her own clothes on that morning. Sitting on the couch, with the children on her lap was Paige, her red hair pulled back in a tight bun and a tired expression on her face. Even heavy with fatigue she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
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 It's anywhere I'll ever go and everywhere I've been Nothing takes my breath away Like my front porch looking in
Playing pro hockey had taken him away from his home so many times. But no matter where he went, no matter what he saw, nothing compared to Paige and the girls. He thought about them twenty four seven and when they weren't together, he found himself imagining what they were doing. Even thinking about them made him happy.
There's a carrot top who can barely walk With a sippy cup of milk A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong 'Cause 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 see what beautiful is about When I'm looking in Not when I'm looking out
There's a carrot top who can barely walk With a sippy cup of milk A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong 'Cause she likes to dress herself And the most beautiful girl holding both of them Yeah the view I love the most
Oh, the view I love the most Is my front porch looking in Yeah Oh, there's a carrot top who can barely walk (From my front porch looking in) A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong, yeah And the most beautiful girl (Beautiful girl From my front porch looking in) Holding both of them Oh, yeah