I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the last stretchon the last stretch.
I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the left footwith the right foot.

I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the last stretchon the last stretch.
I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the left footwith the right foot.

You could have reached for mesaved me from lying and I wanted to touch you.
But I was stuck on my island
With a puddle of misunderstanding like a sea between us.
When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago.
When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago.

I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the last stretchon the last stretch.
I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the left footwith the right foot.

Come rain come shine I'm leaving this love ghetto.
Come rain come shine I'm leaving this love ghetto.

Chasing you is haunting mebut I know that girl is lying.
You upset my chemistry.
Baby I'm sick of crying
Forever is only like the sky and the sea between us.
When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago.
When we anchored our love in the harbour seems so long ago.

Come rain come shine I'm leaving this love ghetto.
Come rain come shine I'm leaving this love ghetto.

I can't see a way every day we are the same
Turning round and round I pick you up and then you let me down
Never will I blamenever will I hate
I'll just have to go saving you from saving me.

I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the last stretchon the last stretch.
I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the left footwith the right foot.

Come rain come shine I'm leaving this love ghetto.
Come rain come shine I'm leaving this love ghetto.

I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the last stretchon the last stretch.
I'm in a home runI'm in a home run
On the right footwith my left foot.
On my right foot.

What your eyes tell youyour ears can be deceived
And the poor teacher can always be relieved
In the love ghetto
In the love ghetto

What your eyes tell youyour ears can be deceived
And the poor teacher can always be relieved
In the love ghetto
In the love ghetto

What your eyes tell youyour ears can be deceived
And the poor teacher can always be relieved
In the love ghetto
In the love ghetto