tears on hold
that’s what it feels like coming home
thought i had to go away to get the gold, never thought i could find it here at home
the disease is traveling through my bones, but soon i’ll be healing where i was born
where everything is far and you need your car, but where it is fine to be who you are
it’s something but not much comparing to … (x5)
so instead of going some place i don’t belong, i’ll stay at the same place i get along
i can’t compare you to places that i go
and if i leave you, it’s for the joy of coming home (x2)












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