The wine glass that overflows,
with sparkling cider, and a heart that knows
I should not be here
and I am not wanted
if my place was just taken
if I was so quickly forgotten.
So go home.
Turn the radio up just
go home.
Little phrases on scraps of foil
"See how much your heart will hold."
A year ago there were fortunes
a year ago I felt just fine
But a year ago you were still
at the back of my mind.
I just go.
I don't say anything I
just go.
Big black hill in the dark in the rain
Do Not Enter sign go out the other way
Down through the backstreets
Slipping clutch under my feet
Ten miles out on this unknown road
I try to make things better
But it's futile like the weather and I
just
want
to
Go home.
I just want to go home.
I can't get out and I
can't find my way.
I had to go but
I should have stayed I just
want to go home.
I want to go home. |
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