Ain't no Home for Me Now

You can spend a life waiting for a most precious heart
Better don't take your shoes off
Rather leave the door ajar
And keep your key handy
Feel secure to drift apart

The next summer there is still time to arrive
In two years there's still time to change your mind
But this ain't no home for me now.

And you're talking about babies, while pouring in the wine
And I'm tempted to believe that there are miracles sometimes
And no matter how lovely words are spoken in the night

The next summer there is still time to arrive
In two years there's still time to change your mind
But this ain't no home for me now



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Rambowski
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