Headed Home

There's something about you That made me feel alright Yet no humming in the world Could have made me sleep that night Don't ask me why I left at 4 am I'm always headed home Before the morning sun I lay awake beside you Heard you breathe out breathe in That I enjoyed that sound I tried but failed again And don't ask me why I left at 4 am I'm always headed home Before the morning comes I'm always headed home Before the morning sun In your Santana shirt I tiptoed to the door To fall into my own bed I yearned for nothing more Don't ask me why I left at 4 am I'm always headed home Before the morning comes I'm always headed home Before the morning sun