Far From Home de The Classic Crime

I've got a bad taste in me
It's like I've been robbed of something
I once was in my childhood memories
And it's buried in sandboxes back where we used to see
The dreams could come true if believed
The sidewalks scream our names

We are so
Far from home
Far from home

I've got a bad pain in my heart
It's like the first time that I looked in your eyes
The first time it all fall apart
And it's buried in sandboxes back where we used to see
The dreams could come true if believed
The sidewalks scream our names

We are so
Far from home
Far from home
[x2]

All I have is words
To which I'm a slave
I scribble them down
Hoping to save me
But I'm lost
I'm so lost

These pages will burn
And I'll pass away
Yesterday's gone
And I just can't shake
The fact that I'm lost
I'm so lost

But now we are so far from home
Far from home

Now we are so far from home
Far from home
[x5]