Home Songtext
von Brandi Carlile
Home Songtext
Think of home, home
Think of home
When I think of home, I think of a place
Where there is love overflowin′
I wish I was home, I wish I was back there
With the things I've been knowin′
Wind that makes the tall trees bend into leaning
Suddenly, the snowflakes that fall have a meaning
Sprinklin' the scene
Makes it all clean
Maybe there's a chance for me to go back
Now that I have some direction
It would sure be nice to be back home
Where there is love and affection
And just maybe I can convince time to slow up
Givin′ me enough time in my life to grow up
Time, be my friend
Let me start again
Suddenly, my world′s gone and changed its face
But I still know where I'm goin′
I have had my mind spun around in space
And yet I have watched it growin'
Oh, if you′re listenin' God, please don′t make it hard to know
If we should believe the things that we see
Tell us, should we run away? Should we try and stay?
Or would it be better just to let things be?
Livin' here, in this brand-new world
Might be a fantasy
But it taught me to love
So it's real, it′s real to me
And I have learned that we must look inside
Our hearts to find
A world full of love
Like yours, like mine
Like home
Home, ooh
Think of home
When I think of home, I think of a place
Where there is love overflowin′
I wish I was home, I wish I was back there
With the things I've been knowin′
Wind that makes the tall trees bend into leaning
Suddenly, the snowflakes that fall have a meaning
Sprinklin' the scene
Makes it all clean
Maybe there's a chance for me to go back
Now that I have some direction
It would sure be nice to be back home
Where there is love and affection
And just maybe I can convince time to slow up
Givin′ me enough time in my life to grow up
Time, be my friend
Let me start again
Suddenly, my world′s gone and changed its face
But I still know where I'm goin′
I have had my mind spun around in space
And yet I have watched it growin'
Oh, if you′re listenin' God, please don′t make it hard to know
If we should believe the things that we see
Tell us, should we run away? Should we try and stay?
Or would it be better just to let things be?
Livin' here, in this brand-new world
Might be a fantasy
But it taught me to love
So it's real, it′s real to me
And I have learned that we must look inside
Our hearts to find
A world full of love
Like yours, like mine
Like home
Home, ooh
Writer(s): Charles Emanuel Smalls Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com