This candle light won't burn forever
The photo in my head has faded
I count the days till I can kiss your lips
See if your still falling for my taste
I don't want to be somebody, you once knew
I was hoping for much more from you
So pack up all your bags
You should make your way
This isn't home without you
And I miss your face
I'll be here with arms wide open
And I'll turn the lights down low
Just think about it maybe
Think about it
And come home
There's a hole in my apartment, and my heart is not the same
I wonder if you feel this cold where you lay
I am not the same without you, and my world is upside down
So will you please come home I need you now
I don't want to be a memory you once had
We were promised so much more than that
So pack up all your bags
You should make your way
This isn't home without you
And I miss your face
I'll be here with arms wide open
And I'll turn the lights down low
Just think about it maybe
Think about it
And come home
I don't wanna be somebody who wants you
I was hoping for much more from you
So pack up all your bags
You should make your way
This isn't home without you
And I miss your face
I'll be here with arms wide open
And I'll turn the lights down low
Just think about it maybe
Think about it
And come home
And come home
And come home
And come home
And come home
Home was written by Nick Howard & Andy Chatterley.
Home was produced by Andy Chatterley.