Well, I've been livin' in the city, I've been playin' by the rules But the livin' isn't easy when you're hangin' out with fools, no Well, your talk is cheap when you're livin' in the city 'Cause I'm in deep, I'm down and it's a pity I'm down and it's a pity
There's no place like home When you're out on your own And you're out there alone
I'm comin' home My mind's made up, I've got nowhere else to go I'm comin' home to you I'm comin' home I'm missin' you and I want you to know I'm comin' home to you, to you
Well, I've been gettin' kind a high but I'm runnin' out thrills Never knowin' why I keep gettin' those chills, no Well, I've had enough of people always tryin' to make a buck They're makin' money for nothin' 'cause they're runnin' out luck Now they're runnin' out luckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
