I lay awake on my bed
With countless thoughts running through my head,Stare up into a wall so black
Only to find the faces that i lack,
Countless hours have passed me by
Countless nights in sleepless time,
I left my heart in a place called home, only to find it wander with me where ever i may roam.
Pretty faces pass me by
Wonderful places i have seen with these two eyes,
Broken hearts fill the streets at night
Longing to catch a lover's keen sight,
Empty rooms that fill our hearts desires
The company of two to walk with through the fires,
I left my soul in a place called home, only to find it in the dark streets that i may roam.
For days come and go
Just like the newspaper on my front door,
No matter how far i decide to roam
My head is constantly filled with thoughts of home,
Thoughts of a life so wonderfully bliss
Thought of a life i seem to miss,
I left my mind in a place called home, only to find it missing when i find the urge to roam.
Lost and distraught i am with my soul, i feel the time has come for me to go back and embrace my home.
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