Chorus Home, home, home from the sea Angels of mercy, answer our plea And carry us home, home, home from the[ sea Carry us safely home from the sea.
for us And the girl keeps singing One Day I One day there'll be a place for us Know There'll be A place Called One day there'll be a place for us Home
much as I should be And my bills won?t pay themselves so I?ll come up with another scheme This place looks better from a passenger window Or stared at from
in the castles made of the sand when you're far to the sea and your fear can't find .. each from my hand, each from my hand. i'm from the home where
the subway home A distant radio whistling tunes that nobody knows At home a house awaits him, he unlocks the door Thinking once there was a sea here
on the subway home A distant radio whistling tunes that nobody knows At home a house awaits him, He unlocks the door Thinking once there was a sea
me Picture they thought they had me BG shinin so hard that they tryin to harrass me But they let me go, cause we way ahead, smarter Keys come from overseas
m waiting in a sea of blood I?ll go out into the street, staring eyes, laughing mouths, what have I done, what have I missed? (I run to escape from this
has drifted and the sea has held her body from decay and the world she wouldn't let it and she'd scream before she left in and the sky stems from the
for the sea It's there swinging from my family tree Maybe I'm meant for the sea Grandpa Albert had it made for me Maybe I'm meant for the sea We pass
He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away And she became the girl from yesterday He took a plane across the sea To some foreign land She stayed at home
valley That lies by the deep blue see A village from another time Awakens with the misty dawn This is my home my mind shows me The home that I will never
minds are so far away, from here. as we dig our toes in the sand, and our bodies touch the cold sea. see, thats when we say 'this is our home', so take
the ocean waiting to go home Just waiting to go home And if the moon can turn the tides It can pull the tears and take ?em from our eyes And make ?em
in the sea. With just three days more I'd have just about learned the entire score to Aida. Holidays must end as you know. All is memory taken home
out twice everyday returning a sailor's wife at home must bide she halted heavily she sighed "he parted from poor me , a bride I'm widowed by the sea