Feels Like Home

Settled on that blood red carpet
Everything I ever wanted
Wonder if I’ll wake up
As you put on your makeup
And I sing songs about you from the bedroom

Little hook and first verse started
Different from the ones that carved it
Fingers crossed, and toes, but
I won’t get my hopes up
Just stick with what I know and what I’ve been through

What if I’m a lost little face in the crowd?
What if I don’t often enough work it out?

Whoa-o-oh
Whoa-o-oh
Can you hear the crowd go…
Whoa-o-oh
Whoa-o-oh
Now I know it feels like home

Through all the crazy things that happened
I’ve been working like a mad man
I could use a rest though
I just want to save those
Hours up and use them when I need you

What if I’m a lost little face in the crowd?
What if I don’t often enough work it out?
What if I don’t want this
But it’s moving so fast
I can’t slow down

Whoa-o-oh
Whoa-o-oh
Can you hear the crowd go…
Whoa-o-oh
Whoa-o-oh
Now I know it feels like home
Lost in treble, beat, bass, tone
Thought that I had lost it
But I found it rusted
Cleaned it up and brought it home

For all the weight I carry on my shoulders
It’s dragging me back down to earth…

Whoa-o-oh
Whoa-o-oh
Can you hear the crowd go…
Whoa-o-oh
Whoa-o-oh
Now I know it feels like home
Lost in treble, beat, bass, tone
Thought that I had lost it
But I found it rusted
Cleaned it up and brought it home