Bethany Joy Lenz - Songs In My Pockets Lyrics
Honey I just can't get around it anymoreYou make me feel like home is where you areAnd baby I just can't run around it every morn'nIt's time that I believe it, home is where you areNotes in my drawers, songs in my pockets,Fragments of letters that you sent,Leftover phone calls, cologne in the bathI still have that bottle of Ros'Staring at your photograph, tryin' to take it downThere's still a stirring in my heartAnd honey I just can't get around it anymoreYou make me feel like home is where you areAnd baby I just can't run around it every morn'nIt's time that I believe it, home is where you areI've never been to half of these placesBut your postcard collection makes me craveA little space, a little ways out of the cityTo the grace of another land, another tongue, another timeStaring at your photograph, I can't take it downThere's still a fire in me yetHoney I just can't get around it anymoreYou make me feel like home is where you areAnd baby I just can't run around it every morn'nIt's time that I believe it, home is where you areOh honey I just can't get around it anymoreYou make me feel like home is where you areBaby I just can't run around it every morn'nIt's time that I believe it, home is where you areOh honey I just can't get around it anymoreYou make me feel like home is where you areBaby I just can't run around it every morn'nIt's time that I believe it, home is where you areHoney I just can'tYou better believe yeah
