The Script
The Script - That's my home lyrics
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See I’m the type of guy... Made some mistakes in my life And when I think about them My soul don’t feel good Had to sacrifice all the thing I loved To look around and have no one there Can’t sit till for a minute Had to travel the world Had to see what’s in it Calling myself an artist When all I can do is draw the welfare See I’m the type of guy Who’s drifted most of his life Wish I could stray but hard as I try I keep running But I don’t know why I say I’m in love but then leave you behind I can’t take to see pain in your eyes But we still have to say our goodbyes (Say our goodbyes, say our goodbyes) See I’m the type of guy Who is always on te road Wherever I lay my head That’s my home You sit at home by yourself Your heart on the shelf just waiting for me to Realise that I love you more And you count down the days Till I walk trough that door Lay my head down next to your heart Lie to you say we won’t be apart You can hear what you wan’t but I’m saying this Love you or leave you it ain’t working See I’m the type of guy Who’s always mixing up dates Swearing I’ll be home a week or two late Then feel bad about it every day I can’t take it to tell you the truth This is not between music or you This is something I just have to do (I have to do) whoa whoa oh yeah See I’m the type of guy Who is always on te road Wherever I lay my head That’s my home See I’m the type of guy Who’s always mixing up dates Swearing I’ll be home a week or two late Then feel bad about it every day I can’t take it to tell you the truth This is not between music or you This is something I just have to do (I have to do) ohhh See I’m the type of guy Who is always on te road Wherever I lay my head That’s my home See I’m the type of guy... See I’m the type of guy... See I’m the type of guy...