lirik lagu coming home – hayley marsten
i swore i’d never make, my mother’s mistakes
trusting the wrong man
love and cliches go hand in hand
might’ve found me one good chance
he says i’m like coming home
(chorus)
but i remember home
was my father fighting
but i remember home, as boxing up an old life and
i remember crying on my birthday
holding it together this broken life he left and made
no there’s no way
that love’s like coming home
coming home, my mothеr coming home
when therе’d been another woman in our house
lies and marriage go hand in hand
might’ve been too young to understand
but i was not too young to know
(chorus)
and i remember home
was my mother crying
and i remember home as a split in their assets
i remember lying on my birthday
holding it together this broken life they left and made
no there’s no way
that love’s like coming home
the ghosts of who we were echo up the staircase
the skeletons in the closet that you left behind
like me
(chorus)
i remember home
was my father fighting
but i’ll remember home, as starting a new life and
i won’t be crying on my birthday
i’ll be holding it together this broken life he left and made
no there’s no way
and maybe someday
i’ll say
that love’s like coming home
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- kumpulan lirik lagu mari pokinen › lirik lagu no näed (kodulindistus 2007) – mari pokinen
- kumpulan lirik lagu maquambe › lirik lagu i don’t mean it – maquambe
- kumpulan lirik lagu jason rader › lirik lagu lascia che sia io – jason rader
- kumpulan lirik lagu big k r i t › lirik lagu [ix/xii] wicked wicked (freestyle) – big k.r.i.t.
- kumpulan lirik lagu xavier naidoo › lirik lagu in deine hände – xavier naidoo
- kumpulan lirik lagu phresher › lirik lagu wait a minute – phresher
- kumpulan lirik lagu my avenue west › lirik lagu win your heart – my avenue west
- kumpulan lirik lagu haerts › lirik lagu heart – haerts
- kumpulan lirik lagu tchill › lirik lagu a² – t’chill