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Songs In My Pocket

Höfundur lags: Bethany Joy Lenz Sent inn af: Anonymous
H[D]oney I jus[A]t can't get around [G]it anymore
You make m[D]e feel like home is [A]where you are
Baby I just ca[D]n't run arou[A]nd it every morn' [G]    
It's time that I beli[D]eve it home is where you [D]ar  [A]e  

[D]Notes in my drawers
[D]Songs in my pockets
[D]Fragments of lett[*]ers that you sent

[D]Left over phone calls
[D]Cologne in the bath
[D]I still have [G]that bottle of Rosé

[Em]Staring at your photograph
[D]Trying to[A] take it down
[Em]There's still a st[A]irring in my heart

[D]I've never been to half of these places
[D]But your postcard colle[*]ction makes me crave
[D]A little space, a little waste
[D]Out of the city i[Em]nto the grace of another land
Another tongue, anothe[G]r time

[G]Staring at your photograph
[Am]I can't take it down
[G]There's still[A] a fire in me yeah

[D]I've never been to half of these places
[D]But your postcard colle[*]ction makes me crave
[D]A little space, a little waste
[D]Out of the city i[Em]nto the grace of another land
Another tongue, anothe[G]r time

H[D]oney I jus[A]t can't get around [G]it anymore
You make m[D]e feel like home is [A]where you are
Baby I just ca[D]n't run arou[A]nd it every morn' [G]    
It's time that I beli[D]eve it home is where you [D]ar  [A]e  

Honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
Baby I just can't run around it every morn'
It's time that I believe it home is where you are

Notes in my drawers
Songs in my pockets
Fragments of lett[*]ers that you sent

Left over phone calls
Cologne in the bath
I still have that bottle of Rosé

Staring at your photograph
Trying to take it down
There's still a stirring in my heart

I've never been to half of these places
But your postcard colle[*]ction makes me crave
A little space, a little waste
Out of the city into the grace of another land
Another tongue, another time

Staring at your photograph
I can't take it down
There's still a fire in me yeah

I've never been to half of these places
But your postcard colle[*]ction makes me crave
A little space, a little waste
Out of the city into the grace of another land
Another tongue, another time

Honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
Baby I just can't run around it every morn'
It's time that I believe it home is where you are

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