The Lemon Twigs - Home of a Heart (The Woods) Lyrics

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Home of a Heart (The Woods)

Home of a Heart (The Woods) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Home of a Heart (The Woods) By The Lemon Twigs?
You couldn't find me if I was away from time
And I don't mind he left suspended What could untie me if I was away from everyone Everyone You only see me as the man you want to see Enveloped in the smoke and fire What could incite me if I was away from everyone Everyone You long to be with the one Who resides in a realm you can visit Vague constellations are drawn and designed By a mind without limit Can I touch you not for naught For the skin pollutes your holiness I respect your ability To distance yourself from me It's a gift And the tears that fall from loneliness I often shiver to the bone An empty hole Without a home of a heart Am I resigned to stumbling onwards out of self Protected by the trees and stories What could inlight if I'm always barred from everyone Everyone You long to be with the one Who resides in a realm you can visit Vague constellations are drawn and designed By a mind without limit And I don't want to be stoned For the fear pollutes my holliness I respect your ability To distance yourself from me It's a gift And the tears that fall from loneliness They often shiver to the bone The empty souls Without a home of a heart |
Who Wrote Home of a Heart (The Woods) By The Lemon Twigs?
Michael D'addario, Brian D'addario
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