Letra

I'm in the kitchen while you smoke outside You're careful not to let the smoke inside I always tell you it's poison But I know it helps you take the edge off the day We get a drink before it's closing time The one on High Street with the blinking sign All these memories feel poignant But I won't be there to see the snow melt away Oh-oh-oh I've been gone on business 'Cause I got to make some money I really feel the distance And I quite miss home And I miss you telling me To leave my shoes at the door 'Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy Yeah, I quite miss home 'Cause it feels like poetry As the rain falls down on the window While you're in my arms and we're watching the TV Yeah, I quite miss home Yeah, I quite miss home I smell you cooking from the living room And then I tell you that I love your food I know it doesn't come easy But you alone reminds me where I'm from Whoa I'm in another city I got nobody with me And it just really hit me That I quite miss home And I miss you telling me To leave my shoes at the door 'Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy Yeah, I quite miss home 'Cause it feels like poetry As the rain falls down on the window While you're in my arms and we're watching the TV Yeah, I quite miss home Yeah, I quite miss home Oh, yeah Yeah, I quite miss home Yeah, I miss you telling me To leave my shoes at the door 'Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy Yeah, I just miss home 'Cause it feels like poetry As the rain falls down on the window while you're in my arms And we're watching the TV Oh, I miss home Yeah, I quite miss home Yeah, I quite miss home Yeah Yeah, I quite miss home
Writer(s): Michael Busbee, Brett Mclaughlin, James Arthur, Ryan Daly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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