I watch you
I talk to you
And I would tell the truth if it would move you
Not that the lies have seemed to cut through
I know that It’s home
but there are so many places I’d rather go
Near or far, I don’t know
I guess in hard times we roam
Please speak up when you speak
You know I can’t hear anything
And I’m tired or deciphering squeaks
If I can’t hear anything how can I ever know?
If it’s hard times you want, baby you got it
I love you, see you at home

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