Home.

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?” well 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 are, I 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 but this was not your dream, but you always believed in me...