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Text: Whitley. All I Ever Wanted.

When I was born
In my mother's bed
Her tears fell down
To the breath I drew
My family grew
We had a home
But daddy trembled
Now it's dead and gone

And all I ever wanted was a home
And all I ever wanted was a home

I was a young man
Not yet nineteen
I was a soldier
And my gun was clean
I hadn't killed yet
And I had a friend
He's alive so much now
He's dead and gone

And all I ever wanted was a home
And all I ever wanted was a home

I had a lover
She loved me too
She was an angel
And I loved glue
Something came creeping
Creeping in
I killed my first love
Blood on my hands

And all I ever wanted was a home
And all I ever wanted was a home

I had my first drink
I thought I was a fail
I felt I was back then
Back then I drowned
I kept on drinking
Just like I did
My boat was sinking
And the waves grew

And all I ever wanted was a home
And all I ever wanted was a home

And I'm still running
Blood on my hands
And I think nothing
Of where I am
I know you're right there
I know you're here
My holy roller
Here I stand

And all I ever wanted was a home
And all I ever wanted was a home


I know that one day
I will some way
Have my home back
My first breath too
You never noticed
But I could say
We're all running
Coming home

And we ever wanted was a home
And we ever wanted was a home