"Back Home" lyrics
"Back Home"
Don't know what I was looking for when I went home, I found me alone
And sometimes I need someone to say, "You'll be all right. What's on your mind?"
But the water's shallow here and I am full of fear, and empty-handed after two long years
Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance to feel it
Back home I always thought I wanted so much more, now I'm not too sure
'Cause sometimes I miss knowing someone's there for me and feeling free
Free to stand beside the ocean in moonlight
And light myself a smoke beneath the dark Atlantic sky
Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance to feel it
Everybody here is living life in fear of falling out of line
Tearing lives apart and breaking lots of hearts just to pass the time
And the eyes get red in the back of your head, this place will make you blind
Put it all behind me and I'll be just fine
Another sunny day beneath this cloudless sky
Sometimes I wish that it would rain here
And wash away the west coast dreaming from my eyes
There's nothing real for them to see here
Another starry night in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it
Writer(s): William Ryan Key, Peter Michael Mosely, Sean Michael Wellman-mackin, Longineu Warren Iii Parsons, Benjamin Eric Harper
- AZLyrics
- Y
- Yellowcard Lyrics
album:
"Ocean Avenue" (2003)
You May Also Like
Box Car Racer - "Letters To God" caught off guard
all worked up
the air is as dark and cold as night
let me go
i'm not done
i swear i'll take just one lifetime and i
i won't lie
i won't sin
maybe i don't wanna go
can't you wait...
Dashboard Confessional - "Saints And Sailors" This is where I say I've had enough
And no one should ever feel the way that I feel now
A walking open wound
A trophy display of bruises
And I don't believe that I'm getting any better, any better...
Lit - "Zip-lock" I've been stealing
Time where I can get it from
I've been losing
Grip on what I used to hold
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a zip-loc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket...
Alkaline Trio - "Radio" Shaking like a dog shitting razorblades
Waking up next to nothing after dreaming of you and me
I'm waking up all alone, waking up so relieved
While you're taking your time with apologies
I'm making...
Anberlin - "Paperthin Hymn" When your only friends are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight
These roads never seemed so long
Since your paper heart stopped beating
Leaving me suddenly...