can you call home (feat. Samuel Clarke)
Can you call home
I don't know where to go
I'm stood here all alone
Kicking old stones by the side of the road
Can you call home
I hope this ain't for show
Gotta lotta shit to hold
I'm finding it hard to let go
But I know it's all gone
Just dust left to blow away
What's the use anyway
Can you call home
Don't know how to put this into words
Yeah, maybe this is something mum'll know
Yeah I'm just a little lost kid
Can you call home
I dunno where the fuck to go
Feeling like some bastard cargo
Left behind by the side of the road
I'll accept I'm not what you chose
If you accept that I'm not grown
Could you blame me, how could I know
Any better when I'm only 26 years old
I'm not perfect
But I could give you gold
But you might have to get it checked
Cause everyday I've been down in this hole and it's dark
And I've no phone
Just the sapphires and streaks of stone
And I've got no one to hold
Can you call home
Don't know how to put this into words
Yeah, maybe this is something mum'll know
Yeah I'm just a little lost kid
Can you call home
I dunno where the fuck to go
Feeling like some bastard cargo
Left behind by the side of the road
Oooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, can you call home
I don't know where to go
I'm stood here all alone
Kicking old stones by the side of the road
Can you call home
I hope this ain't for show
Gotta lotta shit to hold
I'm finding it hard to let go
But I know it's all gone
Just dust left to blow away
What's the use anyway
Can you call home
Don't know how to put this into words
Yeah, maybe this is something mum'll know
Yeah I'm just a little lost kid
Can you call home
I dunno where the fuck to go
Feeling like some bastard cargo
Left behind by the side of the road
I'll accept I'm not what you chose
If you accept that I'm not grown
Could you blame me, how could I know
Any better when I'm only 26 years old
I'm not perfect
But I could give you gold
But you might have to get it checked
Cause everyday I've been down in this hole and it's dark
And I've no phone
Just the sapphires and streaks of stone
And I've got no one to hold
Can you call home
Don't know how to put this into words
Yeah, maybe this is something mum'll know
Yeah I'm just a little lost kid
Can you call home
I dunno where the fuck to go
Feeling like some bastard cargo
Left behind by the side of the road
Oooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, can you call home
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Clarke
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