Lyrics
Couple more minutes while I just open my eyes
You say breakfast is ready I can see past those lies
10 minutes later get on a bike to go
An easy morning in this place that I call home
Stumbling back when I might have stayed away
Taking a fiver we both know where it stays
Saying I'll see you later knowing you keep my life in hold
Another night that I be calling tiI come home
It's a road that took me so far that I drive on at times
These memories I hold I'll hold for the rest of my life
You taught me walk so I could learn how to fly
My homes not a building it's a shoulder to cry
It's a shoulder to cry, it's a shoulder to cry
My homes not a building its a shoulder to cry
A road that took me so far that I drive on at times
My homes not a building it's a shoulder to cry
I miss the Saturday mornings I had the telly on full blast
I'm in bed with corn flakes in hand
The sun ain't shining but I'm happy where I am
I got my dog on my lap Mum and Dad were making plans for me
I had a life of luxury
Living free from stress
Looking in the mirror now I reflect
On how much I respect you even more now
I'm old enough to know that life can get us down
But you made me better
When I wasn't feeling clever
Even when I didn't do as you'd say
You wouldn't want me to learn the hard way
You taught me how to walk
You taught me whens enough
Taught me how to graft when the road gets rough
Now I walk proud I'll never forget
On your shoulders where I learned from the best
It's a shoulder to cry, it's a shoulder to cry
My homes not a building its a shoulder to cry
A road that took me so far that I drive on at times
My homes not a building it's a shoulder to cry
Oh, oh, oh
Somethings will never change
Oh, oh, oh
Somethings will never change
At times I get this feeling
I wish it wasn't over
But now it's time to give it all a try
Everything you planted coming to the surface
My home is more than these four walls
It's a shoulder
It's a shoulder to cry, it's a shoulder to cry
My homes not a building its a shoulder to cry
A road that took me so far that I drive on at times
My homes not a building it's a shoulder to cry
Written by: Angus Malcolm, George Edward Croucher, Spencer John Flay

