On my way back home A chance I thought of, Oh my favorite song Where I'd gone wrong. The only words that I could think of I'm pissing my life away in the form of song On my way back home. Every step, a victory it was. I was cheating death. Just in time I woke. My ...
I made my mark, did my part, it's in my heart I'm reminiscing now No matter where I stay I find my way back home (Back home) And I'll never forget those days No I'll never forget you I can't believe so much has changed ...
We can build sandcasltles, i'll be the queen, you'll be my kingWe're only lost children, trying to find a friendTrying to find our way back homeWe don't know where to go, so I'll just get lost againWe'll never fall apart, cause we fit together right, we fit together right...
All the glitter falls on her And the rooms her stage Don't you think youve had enough Do their claws make sores Take my hand and come away And I'll take you home I wont turn around, can't be afraid Takin you all the way back home ...
Home is the place where I feel I belong Down at the end of the road where I'm from Home's were my heart is I won't run away All my life. That's where I'll stay Woah I'm on my way back now, the sign says just one mile to go I get the same feeling, the way you feel...
I can't find my way back inside Going nowhere & I'm headed there fast & I Don't mean maybe The light is getting low & my touch is growing cold Oh just hold me baby Tell me where am I now (oh-o) Why, where & how Show me the road back home (oh-yeah) ...
And he was looking back at me too Saw that I was hurt Knew just what to say Knew just how to push the pain away You know I need stability And you know you can't give it to me [Chorus] My sun may never rise the way it did with you, And he may never kiss me the way ...
Creed Fisher "Find My Way Back Home": This Oilfield town ain't got much for me 'Cause I live my life out on the breeze This pickup truck,...
It's the way you put it on me like that Love me good, love me good, yes Lovin' me since way back, treat me good, treat me good It's the way, oh It's the way you love me that keeps me findin' my way back home Middle of February, it's freezin', you told me you had ...
the folks the happiest 'Way back home Don't know why I left the homestead I really must confess I'm just a weary exile Singing my song of loneliness The grass is the springiest, the bees are the stingiest The birds are the wingiest, the bells are the ringiest The hearts the singies...