Songs In My Pocket
Honey I just can't
Get around it anymore
You make me feel like
Home is where you are
And baby I just can't
Run around it every morn'
It's time that I believe it
Home is where you are
Notes in my drawers
Songs in my pockets
Fragments of letters that you've sent
Leftover phone calls
Cologne in the bath
I still have that bottle of Ros
Starring at your photograph
Trying to take it down
There's still a stirring in my heart
And Honey I just can't
Get around it anymore
You make me feel like
Home is where you are
And baby I just can't
Run around it every morn'
It's time that I believe it
Home is where you are
I've never been to
Half of these places
But your postcards collection makes me crave
A little space, a little waves, out of the city to the grace of
Another land, another tongue, another time
Starring at your photograph
I can't take it down
There's still fire in me yet
Honey I just can't
Get around it anymore
'Cause you make me feel like
Home is where you are
And baby I just can't
Run around it every morn'
It's time that I believe it
Home is where you are
Oh, honey I just can't
Get around it anymore
You make me feel like
Home is where you are
Baby I just can't
Run around it every morn'
It's time that I believe it
Home is where you are
Honey I just can't
You better believe
Yeah, yeah...yeah