First Man On the Moon

Do you ever think about
The first man on the moon?
I feel just like him
And I don't know what to do
So far from anything
That feels close to home
I feel so on my own
Do you get that too?
I get that way to a crowded room

I don't get homesick
Just sick of never
Feeling at home
Anywhere I go
And it's hopeless
To feel so loved
But feel so alone
But I played the record that we played
Through the whole night
Just to try and feel something
I felt on that slow drive
But I don't get homesick
Just sick of never feeling at home

Do you ever feel like
The night manager?
I don't know the hotеl
In the ghost town
No one really comеs
To stay here anymore
They're paying me to watch out
But I don't know what for
But, I keep watching

I don't get homesick
Just sick of never
Feeling at home
Anywhere I go
And it's hopeless
To feel so loved
But feel so alone
And I played the record that we played
Through the whole night
Just to try and feel something
I felt on that slow drive
But I don't get homesick
Just sick of never feeling at

Sometimes
I miss your old house
More than my own
I know it doesn't make sense
But every birthday
Feels different
The older I get
And I hate it

I don't get homesick
Just sick of never
Feeling at home
Anywhere I go
And it's hopeless
To feel so loved
But feel so alone
So I played the record that we played
Through the whole night
Just to try and feel something
I felt on that slow drive
But I don't get homesick
Just sick of never feeling at home



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Jackson-cook, Lucy Blue
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