Gone Home

I could hear the bus running

I guess it’s time to go

This time you ain’t coming

I guess we both kind of know

That this life ain’t your style

Still not sure why it’s mine

But I could hear the bus running

Running out of time

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I wish there was a way I could explain me to you

Help you to see why I do what I do

Ain’t fair to leave you alone, ain’t fair to drag you along

Gone, needing to be home. Home, needing to be gone

We could close up the circus

Bring the whole big top down

It won’t make your life perfect

Cause I’ll still be the clown

So, baby just love me

And come along for the ride

I can hear the bus running

Come with me this time

Chorus