Home Is Where - Shadow Project

Give me back my smoking pistol

I feel lost so far from home

Give me back my smoking pistol

I’ve got problems of my own

I gave you wreaths of gold and silver

Rest those laurels on your head

Laid you out on sheets of linen

But rest assured you’re far from dead

Lay down softly on the left side of my bed

Speak softly

Oh so softly as the moon light turns blood red

Give me back my smoking pistol

So I won’t be all alone

Give me back my smoking pistol

I’ve got problems of my own

Home is where

Home is where

Home is where

Home is where

You find it

Home is where

Home is where

We hide it

We hide it

I gave you diamonds

I gave you emeralds

Weight you down with precious stones

Little finger on the trigger

Took you down off of your throne

Now I am so alone

Now I am so alone

Lay down slowly on the right side of my bed

Whisper softly, oh so softly

Shots ring out inside my head

I took you in my arms

The night was raining lead

Kissed you gently, oh so gently

For the time we had was spent

Home is where

Home is where

Home is where

Home is where

You find it

Home is where

We hide it

We hide it

Home is where

Home is where