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• Artiste: Passenger
• Titre: Home
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They say home is where the heart is But my heart is wild and free So am I homeless? Or just heartless? Did I start this? Did it start me? They say fear is for the brave The cowards never stare it in the eye So am I fearless to be fearful? Does it take courage to learn how to cry? So many winding roads So many miles to go They say love is for the loving Without love maybe nothing is real So am I loveless? Do I just love less? Oh since love left I have nothing left to fear So many winding roads So many miles to go When I start feeling sick of it all It helps to remember I'm a brick in the wall Who runs down from the hillside to the sea When I start feeling that it's gone too far I lie on my back and stare up at the stars I wonder if they're staring back at me When I start feeling sick of it all It helps to remember I'm a brick in a wall Who runs down from the hillside to the sea When I start feeling that it's gone too far I lie on my back and stare up at the stars I wonder if they're staring back at me Oh when I start feeling sick of it all It helps to remember I'm a brick in a wall Who runs down from the hillside to the sea Yeah, when I start feeling that it's gone too far I lie on my back and stare up at the stars I wonder if they're staring back at me, yeah Oh when I start feeling sick of it all It helps to remember I'm a brick in a wall Who runs down from the hillside to the sea When I start feeling that it's gone too far I lie on my back and stare up at the stars I wonder if they're staring back at me, yeah