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Sanatçı: Mila Ziska

albüm: Back Home


Last week I took the night bus
That runs right past your parents' house
I didn't even notice
Before I was already home
Oh growing up is a strange thing
It's like it happens overnight
You're asking me where the time went
And next year we'll be 25
Harvest all of the seeds I've sown
Pick the fruit once you come back home
Soon summer will be over
And all our friends will move away
To far off, distant countries
Soon things will never be the same
I have this force within me
It pulls me like the ocean tide
But then this morning when I woke up
I knew things would be alright
Harvest all of the seeds I've sown
Pick the fruit once you come
You've come back
Home
You've come back
Home
I have a little secret
It's one I always thought I'd keep
But if you asked me to be yours
I would be yours in a heartbeat
Oh
Harvest all of the seeds I've sown
Pick the fruit once you come back home
You come back
Home
You've come back
Home
Home
You've come back
Home
You come, you come, We've come
I'll come back home

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