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Cause lately when I’m waking up,



I’m tired of this place.



A life full of apologies,

And memories of your face, Well,



I’m alone and in the cold,

No understanding of my home, So,

Meet me tomorrow morning to let me know, let me know I’m home.


When we first met it was a dream.


A never-ending movie scene.

But we both know time changes things,


Now that we never speak, Oh,



Baby I had let you go,

Before the winter and the snow, So,

See me tomorrow morning to let me know, let me know you’re home.


And I’ll be waiting, in some driveway.


In a little dress, so cold, not known,

Don’t know where the hell my home is.

All I need is you, my home was always you.


Cause lately when I’m waking up,



I’m tired of this place.



A life full of apologies,


But then I see your face, Well,


I’m not alone, still in the cold,

An understanding of my home, Cause,

Now its tomorrow morning, and you let me know, you let me know, that you’re my home.




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