Текст песни: Home + перевод

It’s gonna be okay this time

I’m coming home

I’m sick of all the city lights

Sleeping in a cold bed by the phone

I’ve been traveling through a long black tunnel

Re-merging into the light

I won’t believe that everyone will fall for me

In my glass slippers

Curfew set for midnight

Midnight

It’s gonna be alright this time

I’m coming home

Evoked among familiar faces

The sound of a trombone

And in the presence of the night

I store my feelings on the shelf

Listen to the breathing of the fireplace

No longer in a cold bed by myself I’m…

Home

Home

I’m home

You can count the seconds in my time

But I’m home

Home and I’ll be fine

Fine

Gotta get myself home

I’m home there ain’t nothing else that I need

Just the warm familiar faces standing next to me

There’s ain’t nowhere else I’d rather be

In the warmth and company

Of friends and family

Home

Home

I’m home

You can count the seconds in my time

But I’m home

Home and I’ll be fine

Home and I’ll be fine

Gotta get myself home

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