Going Back Home
I didn't stand up and trySo I could be pushed back down
And I didn't learn to fly
So I could be brought back to the ground
Sometimes I wonder why
Things end up the way they do
And I often tend to find
My thoughts lead back to you
Back to you
Calling home
Like the Northern winds
Back to you
In my arms
Like a long, lost friend
Back to you
Back to me
Back to reality
In our eyes
Back to you
I didn't sit here and cry
Like any other fool
Sit here and wonder why
Life doesn't play by my rules
But sometimes I question why
You get to hold the cards
'Cause everytime I reach so high
You always break my heart
Back to you
Calling home
Like the Northern winds
Back to you
In my arms
Like a long, lost friend
Back to you
Back to me
Back to reality
In our eyes
Back to you
Back to life
To the start
Back where we began
Back to love
In your arms
Where we know we can
Back to you
Back to me
Back to reality
In our past
Back to us
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