The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
As I stare into the frozen starlight
My hands burn with the scars of past lives
I see past all the falling chimneys
Home for me
What is home for me?
As I charge into the foothills of your life
Stand under fading sunlight, hope
It will return next morning
Home for me
What is home for me?
I can't wait to find
A home for me
Silence gauge me
Into my soul
I approach you this morning
Which one will you be?
You're far too important to me
As I stare into the frozen starlight
My hands burn with the scars of past lives
I see past all the falling chimneys
Home for me
What is home for me?
I cannot wait to find
A home for me
Home for me