I'm pulling the season
Up my sleeve
Staying in all of December
And i'm sure this canvas
Will start to paint itself
And I wont
Wake up complaining
But that's the home
I hoped for
But that's the home
I asked for
How do you sleep on ice
If you walk on water
I swear you're always
(And I heard)
Caught in the rain
Here comes the sun on the night you overdosed
I stuck by your side on the nights you needed most
I swear I needed you
But didn't need this
But that's the home
You hoped for
Yea that's the home
You asked for
