🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Home - Jay Brannan

  habits, broken dreams
 Waking up isn't  it seems
 We held on  what we couldn't see
 I  you, you carried me
 
 Camped out in  roasting letters from your father
 We proved survival  the why bother
 We were young  excited
  were lost and alone
 We were free but 
 And we had no place to  home
 
 Same old  different song
 Most people get the  wrong
 Verse by verse we rode  raging bull
 Stomach empty,  full
 
 Late nights in Hollywood banging guitars and 
 Swingsets and cigarettes  our joys
  were young and excited
 We  lost and alone
  were free but misguided
 And  had no place to call home
 
  don't the Gideons leave condoms in the drawer?
 Bibles don't save many  anymore
 We took up quarters  the bathroom
 There were dollars on  floor
 I looked at you; you  to me, "Jay, we're worth more"
 
 We were  and excited
  and alone
 We were free  misguided
 And we'd found a place  call home