Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Home , by - Dan Croll. Song from the album Sweet Disarray, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 31.12.2013
Record label: Decca, Universal Music Operations
Song language: English
Home |
| I’ve forgotten how it feels with the carpet under my seat |
| It’s the polyester fibers that wrap around my feet |
| Feels like home, home |
| When the cold shakes my bones, it’s the rug that warms my soul |
| It’s the textile to the skin, and the sensation alone |
| Feels like home, home |
| So if you ever come 'round to my house take your shoes off at the door |
| 'Cause it’s impolite not to; |
| you’ll be damaging my floor |
| 'Cause it’s my home |
| When you’re down and you’re alone it’s the train that brings you home |
| And your mother, brother, sister, father, waitin' at the door |
| It’s so sweet, sweet |
| Makes me glad I’m only a stone’s throw away |
| Makes me sad that others can’t have it the same way |
| Oh, home, home |
| In the forest it’s unlikely that you’ll find a home so tidy |
| Compared to what it’s like living like us city type |
| Why, it’s no home |
| So if you ever come 'round to my house take your shoes off at the door |
| 'Cause it’s impolite not to; |
| you’ll be damaging my floor |
| 'Cause it’s my home |