Home
Once I found out Home can be something other than the place you were born
I went searching but came up empty-handed and wanting something more
I was certain I had to walk the earth and cross every ocean
Just to find a person to help me feel fulfilling emotions
But I guess I found out
A bit too late
A view from the window, a bag at my feet
A feeling inside says to stay
I tell myself no and I'm tempted to leave
As I get detached from her name
Once I found out Home can be quite destructive and something to fear
I was proven wrong once I saw your eyes and time stopped for years
But I guess I found out
A bit too late
A view from the window, a bag at my feet
A feeling inside says to stay
I'm finally Home as I bask in the heat
Of your loving and longing embrace
Once I found out I was leaving my home to find something better
I question all I had and came to conclude I'd never forget her
But I guess I found out
A bit too late
A view from the window, a bag at my feet
A feeling inside says to stay
The doors start to close as I jump from my seat
And I'm running out of the plane
She sees me out the window, the bag at my feet
She asks me inside
Says to stay
I went searching but came up empty-handed and wanting something more
I was certain I had to walk the earth and cross every ocean
Just to find a person to help me feel fulfilling emotions
But I guess I found out
A bit too late
A view from the window, a bag at my feet
A feeling inside says to stay
I tell myself no and I'm tempted to leave
As I get detached from her name
Once I found out Home can be quite destructive and something to fear
I was proven wrong once I saw your eyes and time stopped for years
But I guess I found out
A bit too late
A view from the window, a bag at my feet
A feeling inside says to stay
I'm finally Home as I bask in the heat
Of your loving and longing embrace
Once I found out I was leaving my home to find something better
I question all I had and came to conclude I'd never forget her
But I guess I found out
A bit too late
A view from the window, a bag at my feet
A feeling inside says to stay
The doors start to close as I jump from my seat
And I'm running out of the plane
She sees me out the window, the bag at my feet
She asks me inside
Says to stay
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Writer(s): Conor Mcauley
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