Like home (written and recorded before Norah Jones released her album [img]smileys/smiley17.gif[/img])
I'm sitting in the station, waiting for the train to take me somewhere else
I'm sitting in my bedroom, picking up a new tune tryin'a sing something else
I kinda got to thinking of you and your great smile
and I remember, the yellow sand, the ocean spray
and I remember, you held my hand, the way we lay
the salty wind, the breaking morning, it feels like home, it feels like home
I miss your smile, the sense of fallin', it feels like home, it feels like home
I try to find some patience but all I have is this loneliness
I wonder if you're feeling just as helpless as me too
and are you in station waiting for a train to take you somewhere else
and I remember, the yellow sand, the ocean spray
and I remember, you held my hand, the way we lay
the salty wind, the breaking morning, it feels like home, it feels like home
I miss your smile, the sense of fallin', it feels like home, it feels like home
(mental acoustic explosion follows vocals, cello, guitar and strings mating like rhino's [img]smileys/smiley5.gif[/img])
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