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Song by Rafael Rico
Reprise this sound to make me feel you’re around this house, but you’re not
What’s the meaning that we don’t talk?
Are we hurt? Not much
Are we strong? Not much
If you could only be home
Wouldn’t be such a spoiled boy, every part of me would know
That we must carry on
Life goes on and on
I’ll make it straight, if you don’t mind
We’re not the same that we used to be
But we still have this heart
If you could only be home
Wouldn’t be such a spoiled boy, every part of me would know
That we must carry on
Life goes on and on
Sometimes is not a page we’ve turned but a book we’ve not bought
If you could only be home
Wouldn’t be such a spoiled boy, every part of me would know
That we must carry on
Wouldn’t sing this song
What’s the meaning that we don’t talk?
Are we hurt? Not much
Are we strong? Not much
If you could only be home
Wouldn’t be such a spoiled boy, every part of me would know
That we must carry on
Life goes on and on
I’ll make it straight, if you don’t mind
We’re not the same that we used to be
But we still have this heart
If you could only be home
Wouldn’t be such a spoiled boy, every part of me would know
That we must carry on
Life goes on and on
Sometimes is not a page we’ve turned but a book we’ve not bought
If you could only be home
Wouldn’t be such a spoiled boy, every part of me would know
That we must carry on
Wouldn’t sing this song