can't find my way home But I can't find my way home But I can't find my way home But I can't find my way home But I can't find my way home Still I
can't find my way home. But I can't find my way home. But I can't find my way home. But I can't find my way home. Still I can't find my way home, And
he said 'don't go, don't go, Please don't go, now. Don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go.'
, Learned to stay away from the crowd In my home, my lighthouse... 101 steps down, round and round New Years Eve, one night on the town Can change one
m expecting the light I'm abusing the sunshine so I'm technically blind. Translation cause my life is too sweet, I can always go home and look down my
mind) (Carries news from a distant shore) (Can't get it out of my head) (Can't get it out of mind) (Can't get it out of my head) Sorrow and defeat
, give me a beat from eight-oh wait happened to your lips, you can't prove your telling the truth, you can't hurry beauty like you can't escape jury
in To enter a world hidden far (from home) Hushing the fears, I can see with blinded eyes Nearby the circus this time I won't pass! Where all the fears
never told me blind faith was like a mother you just ditch one and you go find another you never told me blind faith was like a mother you just ditch one and you go find
you are [Jessica Sutta - Verse 2] You were my day & night My sunrise, my starry eyes And then I lost my way I was blinded, I couldn't find it So now
way It's deep inside, where my faith lies, it never fades away All that I lost and left behind, I won't forget the tears I've cried Don't mind the cost
m livin' too fast It's time to admit, I need some help Still livin' with my momma, can't feed myself Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake
to hurt you" I never planned it before I can't shake off your perfume, can't wash my hands no more and I'm breaking my curfew, but I can't walk I'm standing
on one of my rants But my lips are sealed. I just want to enjoy my meal And although Storm is starting to get my goat I have no intention of rocking
son is heading home Still the wind blows Calm and silent Carries news from a distant shore [x4] (Heading home!) [x2] Out of mind Can't get it Can't
my momma, can't feed myself Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay It's about who pray [Verse Two: Cee-Lo] You can clock my consistent
