Overheard a thousand times
The place that you call home
And not just in your mind
The further down the road
And now you're on your own
Since you left in mid July
The sun's been in our eyes
Far away it's growing cold
Clouds building in the sky
Where we travel no one knows
We can rest along our way
Our destination's no concern
(Our destination's no concern)
Writing friends is all I learn
Overheard a thousand times
The place that you call home
We can rest along our way
Our destination's no concern
(Our destination's no concern)
Writing friends is all I learn More from Throw The Fight