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• Artiste: Bethany Joy Lenz
• Titre: Songs In My Pockets
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Honey I just can't get around it anymore You make me feel like home is where you are And baby I just can't run around it every morn'n It's time that I believe it, home is where you are Notes in my drawers, songs in my pockets, Fragments of letters that you sent, Leftover phone calls, cologne in the bath I still have that bottle of Rosé Staring at your photograph, tryin' to take it down There's still a stirring in my heart And honey I just can't get around it anymore You make me feel like home is where you are And baby I just can't run around it every morn'n It's time that I believe it, home is where you are I've never been to half of these places But your postcard collection makes me crave A little space, a little ways out of the city to the grace of another land, another tongue, another time Staring at your photograph, I can't take it down There's still a fire in me yet Honey I just can't get around it anymore You make me feel like home is where you are And baby I just can't run around it every morn'n It's time that I believe it, home is where you are Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore You make me feel like home is where you are Baby I just can't run around it every morn'n It's time that I believe it, home is where you are honey I just can't you better believe, yeah yeah