Texty piesní Crystal Bowersox

Crystal Bowersox

Home

For 18 years I've called this place home

10 years later then I'm still trying to find my own

I feel like a child even though I am full grown

Oh but I got love, for every seed I've sown

I got love, for every seed I've sown

I guess back then I knew it all

Diving off the cliff in freedom

I be the first to fall

Now I can't wait, to hear that whistle blow

Cause home is the place, that I wanna go, yeah

I try to call my dearest, the talk is just too cold

I spend some time with you baby

Time just makes me old

Care to show those pretty

When the lights are low

Home is the place, where the green glass grows

Call around the world, our hearts are the same

Cause crying is crying, pain is pain

Sometimes we get lost, like a storm with no name

And I'll leave a trail behind me, everywhere I go

But home is the place where the green grass grow

I try to call my dearest, the talk is just too cold

I spend some time with you baby

Time just makes me old

Care to show those pretty

When the lights are low

Cause home is the place, where the green glass grows

Home is the place, where the green glass grows

Home is the place, where the green glass grows.