I've wasted years
I've thrown myself away fro you
Slowly becoming seethrough
I'm glad I got tired of the suspence
Of your neverending self-defence
Me trying to figure what it's like to stand in your shoes
Still I don't have a clue
You know the scars remains
But now I'm finally over you
Everytime I come home he is there with open arms
Anytime I need advice I know that I can call
I don't have many precious things in life
But I do have him
And he's quite something
Never in my life
Befor or after us I wanted anything
As badly as I wanted you
But I learned that sometimes what you want
Is not what you need
And things may look nice in your dreams
But hurt in reality
Everytime I come home he is there with open arms
Anytime I need advice I know that I can call
I don't have many precious things in life
But I do have him
And he's quite something
I finally understand
What it means to have a home
Now that I've found him
I know what I was always looking for
You kept saying that what I wanted
Was surreal and hollywood
But now I proove you wrong
Everytime I come home he is there with open arms
Anytime I need advice I know that I can call
I don't have many precious things in life
But I do have him
And he's quite something
(Dank an Claudia für den Text)
Writer(s): Bosshard Christian, Krebs Rahel, Monnier Cedric, Zimmermann Luk
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