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NATALIE IMBRUGLIA >> Merchandise Links
NATALIE IMBRUGLIA
Melting honeycomb Tie my shoelace on my own That boy laughing Wearing my hands (?) To pull me back in Home, home, home To your love Home, home, home To your love Climb down the oak tree Feeling the dry grass Under my feet I'm here without you Holding on, holding on Nothing to lose And I don't mind You protecting me To the end us 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 (to your love) Home (to your love) Home (to your love) To your love (to your love)
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