home

 

in pasadena

they take your mama

and give your dogs away

 

in san francisco

they take your daddy

the blackest morning, the darkest day

 

better say goodbye

better say so long

better say goodbye

 

cause no matter how long you wait

this may take a while

its a one-way trip to their fate

how was I to know that you would be gone

but for you it’s never too late

to find a home

 

in new york city

I thought I found it

a girl to marry, a place to stay

 

from brooklyn alleys

to penthouse parties

heard the sirens…auto-da-fé

 

but I lost my way

nothing was the same

so I could not stay

 

and no matter how long it takes

I still miss that girl sometimes

through the twists and the turns of my fate

sometimes fate can knock your love right down

I can tell that it’s never too late

to find a home

 

but I never would have guessed

no I never would have thought

I never would have guessed

 

that I’d end up in such a state

no I didn’t want to leave her there

such a crazy twist to my fate

stopped in Vegas and I dialed her number

but I know that it’s never too late

to find a home

 

 

 

all my life

always trying to hold on

all my life

now don’t look away

turn your back and everyone is gone

 

know what I say it’s a crazy world

through the twists and the turns of your fate

moved to texas and I met a girl

you will see that it’s never too late

to find a home

 

I moved to boston

there was a house there

that fell on top of me

 

I searched the closets

and cardboard boxes

where I found my history

 

yeah

 

 

 

 

© 2004 by Brook Meggs