I think how I feel, got my head in my chest
I'm not great with words cuz my thoughts are a mess
This girl I just met shows me I'm living blessed
I got my heart on my sleeve but she says I wear it best
I miss my home, the old times
It's weird how clear I miss those years
Cuz kids live on their own, they're just fine
I sing in my head but I still question why
The air just turned blue but there's no reason to cry
Day after day the question seems to subside
I wish my head would sit still I'm scared I might start to lie
I miss my home, the old times
It's weird how clear I miss those years
Cuz kids live on their own, they're just fine
I wake up in the morning and I'm feeling aright
My thoughts begin to wander and then into the night
I feel alone and all my troubles seem to put on fight
I hope to god that all these wonders will turn into a light
I wake up in the morning and I'm feeling aright
My thoughts begin to wander and then into the night
I feel alone and all my troubles seem to put on fight
I hope to god that all these wonders will turn into a light