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Tina Dico The Road

on my way I?m coming home I?m feeling much better I don?t know what else to say I?ve missed you so I never thought I would want to go back from Goldhawk Road

m on my way I?m coming home I?m feeling much better I don?t know what else to say I?ve missed you so I never thought I would want to go back from Goldhawk Road

I?ve never been back to where I dropped my voice Along with the will to break through The wall of scuffling girls and boys In the merciless jungle of

Hidden in my chest Never tired, never rest It goes bum, bum, bum, bum Since the night I was born Ever-longing, ever-torn It goes bum, bum, bum, bum

Goodbye to pages turned Diaries burnt Lessons hard earnt Goodbye to rusted ideas That fell to an army of fears Salt from dried tears From a choir no

Hold yourself still for a while While I tend to your wounds No one will point if you cry It?s alright You?ve nothing to prove There?s nothing to see

Just because we?ve stopped doesn?t mean we?re stuck You say we?re out of touch and we?re out of luck I try and fight the blade I stay at home and wait

In every heart There?s a hole There?s a space for something new At every start There?s a goal There?s a place We?re running to But in my strangest

Welcome home I?m amazed you came around You were lost now you?ve been found In your own dream A rebel boy Who took off and couldn?t land Lost his love