12.18.07
HOME
“I’m staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I’m going to the place where love
And feeling good don’t ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel’s a different kind of pain.
I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life I chose for me.
But those places and those faces are getting old
So I’m going home.
Well I’m going home.”
12.13.07
Go Back

…sometimes we need to go back…
back to the feeling,
back to the smell
back to the taste of some raspberry wine
back to another place and time…



