Infantree
No One's Home
by Alex VojdaniIf I were to make you a propositionWould you accept?only under one conditiontell me the things that you can't tell no oneThoughts that you've kept close to your chestHow long can you disguise how you feel with a song?All day long, until you feel there's nothing wrong here!Until the truth starts pouring.Just like a stormMy thoughts, I'm tornI guess I'm just nobodyI guess we're wrong to feel we belongIf I'm made of rubber than you're made of glue all your words bounce off of me and they get stuck back on youHim he's growing the greenest of grass in the landHead in the sand, hand over handI will rebuild 'til I have what you haveI'll be just like you when I steal your dreams right out from under you againIt seams the grass is greener just down the roadSomeone's house no one's homeI guess there's just nobodyI guess we're wrong to feel we belong
From Letras Mania