It’s that time again when I lose my friends Go walkabout, I’ve got the bends from pressure This is a testing time when the choice is mine Am I a fool for love or foolish with desire You can throw him out you can spit on him Call what he does a sin if it makes you feel better
And I can’t believe you’re all I’ll ever need And I need to feel that you’re not holding me And the way I feel just makes me want to scream Come home, come home, come home Come home, come home, come home
After thirty years I’ve become my fears I’ve become the kind of man I always hated I am pulled apart, and my swollen heart Has flipped out of the pan into the fire I am in love insane with a sense of shame That I threw stones at the condemned and Now I’m slated
And I don’t believe you’re all I’ll ever need And I need to feel that you’re not holding me And the way I feel just makes me want to scream Come home, come home, come home Come home, come home, come home Come home, come home, come homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
