black crowes
what is home
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. 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.