Home - Little May

Jet setter, I think I better go

It’s been five years waiting for the snow

Blind man, if I heal you, could you tell me

How to go, where I can be

'Til we get, 'til we get, 'til we get home

'Til we get, 'til we get, 'til we get home

Torn letters, I’m getting better now

Don’t wanna go, still keep coming down, down, down

Your fine line in my mind babe kills me right there

You’re keeping me behind you, all I wanna do is find you

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home

Jet setter, I think I better go

It’s been five years waiting for the snow

Your fine line in my mind, babe kills me right there

You’re keeping me behind you

All I wanna do is find you

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home

'Til we get, 'til we get, 'til we get home

'Til we get, 'til we get, 'til we get home

'Til we get, 'til we get, 'til we get home

'Til we get, 'til we get, 'til we get home

I don’t think we’ll ever know 'til we get home