Colbie Caillat - Bubbly
Friday, November 7, 2008
Home by Michael Buble
Another summer day has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
but I wanna go home
Maybe surrounded by a million people
I still feel all alone
I just wanna go home I miss you, you know
And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you,
Each one a line or two I'm fine baby, how are you?
I would send them but I know that it's just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane, another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know... but I wanna go home I’ve got to go home
Let me go home I’m just too far
From where you areI wanna come home
And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside when everything was going right
And I know just why you could not come along with me
This was not your dream but you always believed in me...
Another winter day
Has come and gone away in either Paris or Rome and I wanna go home
Let me go home
nd I'm surrounded by
A million people I still feel alone
Let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
et me go home
I’ve had my runbaby, I’m done
I’ve gotta go home
Let me go home
It'll all be alright, I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
If you're gone by Matchbox Twenty
I think I've already lost you
I think you're already goneI think
'm finally scared now
You think i'm weak, I think you're wrong
I think you're already leaving
Feels like your hand is on the door
I thought this place was an empire
Now I'm relaxed, I can't be sure
I think you're so mean
I think we should try
I think I could need this in my life
I think I'm scaredI think too much
I know it's wrong, it's a problem I'm feeling
If you're gone, maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
but I can hardly move
If you're gone, baby you need to come home
There's a little bit of something mein everything in you
but I can hardly move
If you're gone, baby you need to come home
here's a little bit of something mein everything in you
I bet you're hard to get
bet the room just won't shine
I bet my hands I can stay here
I bet you mean, more than you mind
I think you're so mean
I think we should try
I think I could need this in my
think I'm just scared that I know too much
I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling
If you're gone, maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
but I can hardly move
If you're gone, baby you need to come home
There's a little bit of something mein everything in you
I think you're so meanI think we should try
I think I need this in my life
I think I'm scared
Do i talk too much
I know it's wrong, it's a problem I'm feeling
If you're gone, maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
but i can hardly move
If you're gone, baby you need to come home
There's a little bit of something mein everything in you
Dream by Priscilla Ahn
I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.
I had a dream That I could fly from the highest swing.
I had a dream.
Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie.
I said a prayer and fell asleep.
I had a dream That I could fly from the highest tree.
I had a dream.
Now I'm old and feeling grey.
I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell.
I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing. I had a dream
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