I woke up this morning now I understand
What it means to give your life to just one man
Afraid of feeling nothing no bees or butterflies
My head is full of voices and my house is full of lies
This is home, home
And this is home, home
This is home
I found him stand there when I was seventeen
Now I'm thirty two and I can't remember what I'd seen in you
I made a promise said it everyday
Now I'm reading romance novels and I'm dreaming of yesterday
This is home, home
And this is home, and this is home
This is home
I'd like to see the Riviera
And slow dance underneath the stars
I'd like to watch the sun come up
In a stranger's arms
This is home
And this is home, home
Home, home
I'm going crazy a little every day
And everything I wanted is now driving me away
I woke this morning to the sound of breaking hearts
Mine is full of questions and it's tearing yours apart
Tearing yours apart, and tearing yours apart
And tearing yours apart, and it's tearing us apart

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