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Album: Carry Me Home
This song is an orphan, it's sweet and its blue
This song tells a story too sad to be true
It lies on my pillow and it calls out for you
and soon it will carry me home
These boots came from Europe, made of leather so fine
Oh the miles they have travelled, oh the hills they have climbed
They're scuffed and they're worn but they're favorites of mine
and soon they will carry me home
(chorus)
Home, with eyes closed and heart open
Home, though my spirit is broken
well maybe I was wrong
maybe I wasn't lost all along
Hold on to this moment, it's a bird in your hand
'cause this life will get stolen and turn to water and sand
but I have a Love, a Love so much more than I am
and soon it will carry me home
Home, with eyes closed and hearts open
home, with a spirit that's broken
well maybe I was wrong
maybe I wasn't lost all along
well maybe I was wrong
maybe you were right here all along
This song is an orphan, it's sweet and its blue
This song tells a story too sad to be true
It lies on my pillow and it calls out for you
and soon it will carry me home
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