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    bethany joy galeotti

    Reposter
    Brooke

    par Brooke

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    Honey I just can't get around it anymore
    You make me feel like home is where you are
    And baby I just can't run around it every morn’n
    It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are

    Notes in my drawers, songs in my pockets,
    Fragments of letters that you sent,
    Leftover phone calls, cologne in the bath
    I still have that bottle of Rosé

    Staring at your photograph, tryin’ to take it down
    There’s still a stirring in my heart

    And honey I just can't get around it anymore
    You make me feel like home is where you are
    And baby I just can't run around it every morn’n
    It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are

    I’ve never been to half of these places
    But your postcard collection makes me crave
    A little space, a little ways out of the city to the grace of another land, another tongue, another time

    Staring at your photograph, I can’t take it down
    There’s still a fire in me yet

    Honey I just can't get around it anymore
    You make me feel like home is where you are
    And baby I just can't run around it every morn’n
    It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are

    Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore
    You make me feel like home is where you are
    Baby I just can't run around it every morn’n
    It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are

    Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore
    You make me feel like home is where you are
    Baby I just can't run around it every morn’n
    It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are

    Honey I just can’t
    You better believe yeah

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