Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
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Nerina Pallot
Nerina Pallot
If I had a bad day, I don't care
When I rest my bones in my favourite chair
I know, that I'm home
Ain't too fancy, ain't too proud
You can put your feet up, that's allowed
Or else it ain't a home
Neighbour's dog out yapping in the yard
Broken floorboard creaking in the dark
It ain't the Ritz, but man it's our own
Yeah, it feels like
Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-ome
It feels like home
Faded pictures on the wall
Each a story of us and of
All we'll ever know
In this here bed we'll make a world
Don't matter if it's a boy or girl
We'll say "look how they've grown"
Neighbour's dog out yapping in the yard
Broken floorboard creaking in the dark
It ain't the Ritz, but man it's our own
Yeah, it feels like
Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-ome, it feels like
Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-ome
It feels like home
Feels like home