That’s not the problem
She whispered to me
But all I heard was a whistle
In and then out of my ears
And I am still driving
My way through the night
So by sunrise tomorrow
I’ll set sight on your eyes
Now it’s time
That you take me home again
You’re always there when I close my eyes
In the back of my mind, dressed blue as the sky
And you walk towards me with arms outstretched
And I reach, but I seem to fail again
In bringing you home
Just because there was a time
Where you felt that home
Was close to me
Now it’s time
That I am your home again
But we’re both different people, you try and repeat
Through the same old expressions and familiar eyes
And I just can’t for a moment believe
That you believe a word that you say
Because I’ve been there before, trust me I know
What it feels like to be lost and down on your luck
But you’ve a home
Right next to me
And it’s open
Whenever you’re ready
Isn’t it time
That you come home again
-Zach