"Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - burn with a weak heart
(So I) guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Head in the sky
Feet on the ground
It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing...Hi yo I got plenty of time
Hi yo you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside meI love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up say goodnight . . . say goodnight
Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from the other
Did I find you, or you find me?"
Monday, August 06, 2012
Guess that this must be the place
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