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A PLACE TO CALL HOME


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From the first album A PLACE TO CALL HOME, 1995

I was out the front door like nothing was lost
wanted my freedom no matter what the cost
It made no difference what anyone said
I didn’t follow my heart I followed my head

well a man is an island but the water is deep
and the shore on the other side is ragged and steep
well I built my castle for just one man
without the love of a woman it’s made out of sand

the tower of strength with no one around
to pick me up when it all came down
well I should have known
we all need a place to call home o
h yeah, uh huh

well you travel the highways and you travel the world
when there ain’t much left you haven’t seen or heard
to look for perfection is a lonely old ride
it takes a whole lot of courage and a whole lot of pride

and then one day when you really care
she touches your soul but you’re far too scared
well I should have known
we all need a place to call home
oh yeah, uh huh, oh yeah

I’m trying everyday to find out more about myself
learning how to love now I need it from somebody else
Yeah, yeah Come poets and writers come spare me some time
come tell me the reason come tell me the rhyme
when you look for independence and you get what you want
how come you look back thinking “what have I done?”
but time and again it dawns on me
it’s the price we pay for liberty
well I should have known
we all need a place to call home oh yeah, home
God I miss you tonight
we all need a place to call home oh yeah

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Categories: Joey Tempest

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