Honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
And baby I just can't run around it every morn
It
Notes in my drawers, songs in my pockets,
Fragments of letters that you sent,
Leftover phone calls, cologne in the bath
I still have that bottle of Ros?
Staring at your photograph, tryin
There
And honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
And baby I just can't run around it every morn
It
I
But your postcard collection makes me crave
A little space, a little ways out of the city to the
grace of another land, another tongue, another time
Staring at your photograph, I can
There
Honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
And baby I just can't run around it every morn
It
Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
Baby I just can't run around it every morn
It
Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
Baby I just can't run around it every morn
It
Honey I just can
You better believe yeah