Christine Hoberg - Home lyrics

rate me

You walked ahead

and held your head high.

I walked behind

and held mine low.

Something about you

keeps me coming

something about the way you move.

But you don't...

you don't seem to notice...

anything about home.

I got a bone to pick,

if you're gonna leave me...

At least don't let me know.

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Thanks to Amber E