Natalie Imbruglia

Melting honeycomb
Tie my shoelace on my own
That boy laughing you
Where are your warm hands to pull me back in
Home
Home
Home to your love
Home
Home
Home to your love
Climb down the oaktree
Feeling the dry grass under my feet
I'm here without you
Holding on
Holding on
Nothing to lose
Home
Home
Home to your love
Home
Home
Home to your love
And I don't mind you pretending to the others
And I don't mind you protecting all the others
You
You carried me in to bed from the car
I painted your face but I had to ask permission to go but don't go to far
And we like to watch all the flickering stars
You don't like your face but that's who you are
I got all those shells and put them in a box
How far would you go if I didn't want to stop
I looked in your eyes and it was all gone
Home
Home
Home to your love
Home
Home
Home to your love
Home
Home
Home to your love
Home
Home
Home to your love