Ansel Elgort - Home Alone Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: Home Alone by Ansel Elgort at LyricsKeeper.com.
Home Alone
| Home Alone Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For Home Alone By Ansel Elgort?
Time told all
I was stranded in my head From moments it was done but Then I'd lie in bed And miss your smile And miss your laugh And miss the memories from our past And miss your smile And miss your laugh I miss the memories from our past I don't wanna go home (home) Alone (alone) I don't wanna go home (home) Alone (alone) At the end of the night When I turn off the light And the bullshit fades away I don't wanna go home Alone! So open up that door and Let's find a solution 'Cause baby you're the world I won't be your pollution And if you cry I'll dry your eyes I stand beside you I'll give you time We both know I've got room to grow Just hold my hand baby I'm never letting go I don't wanna go home (home) Alone (alone) I don't wanna go home (home) Alone (alone) At the end of the night When I turn off the light And the bullshit fades away I don't wanna go home Alone At the end of the night When I turn off the light And the bullshit fades away And the bullshit fades away You've got nothing to hide I can see it in your eyes Your eyes Your eyes I don't wanna go home Alone I don't wanna go home Alone I don't wanna go home Alone I don't wanna go home Alone |
Who Wrote Home Alone By Ansel Elgort?
Ansel Elgort, Julia Michaels, Tom Norris, Kyle Trevartha
|
What's The Duration Of The Home Alone By Ansel Elgort?The duration of Home Alone is 4:15 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Chris Buzzelli: Where or When It seems we stood and talked like this before…
- Giovanni Maradi: The Sadow of Your Smile The shadow of your smile…
- Hammer: Pumps and a Bump Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump, we like the girls with the pumps and a bump…
- Whip Montez: Chillin I don't care, Sermon, ayo, Talib Kweli…
- Remo Palmieri: All The Things You Are You are the promised kiss of springtime…