It's getting late in here
If it was quiet I'd disapear
You never had it near
And it was crystal clear
The thing you do It's magic with your hands
I've been trying to chase you with my eyes
Take them home
Forget all the things I said
And get them away from here
And take them home
Where everyone can tell what's righ from wrong
Coming from a place where we belong
Where everyone can tell what's righ from wrong
Coming from a place where we belong
I've never let the fear
To get away with what I have here
It was clear to me
All the good things are not for free
Coming from a place where we belong
Where everyone can tell what's right from wrong
Take them home
Forget all the things I said
And get them away from here
And take them home
Forget all the stupid things
Remember when we were kids
And all the songs
The songs that we used to play
The things that we used to say
When we were home
Take them home
Forget all the things I said
And get them away from here
And take them home
Forget all the stupid things
Remember when we were kids
And all the songs
The songs that we used to play
The things that we used to say
When we were home
Writer(s): Alan Santos García, Leonardo Kin Ponce Garcia
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