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I woke up this morningNow I understandWhat it means to give your lifeTo just one manAfraid of feeling nothingNo bees or butterfliesMy head is full of voicesAnd my house is full of liesThis is home, homeAnd this is home, homeThis is homeI saw him standing thereWhen I was seventeenNow I'm thirty-twoAnd I can't remember what I'd seen in youI made a promiseSaid it everydayNow I'm reading romance novelsAnd I'm dreaming of yesterdayThis is home, homeAnd this is home, homeThis is homeI'd like to see the RivieraAnd slowdance underneath the starsI'd like to watch the sun come upIn a stranger's armsThis is home, homeAnd this is home, homeThis is homeI'm going crazyA little every daycause everything I wantedIS now driving me awayI woke this morningTo the sound of breaking heartsMine is full of questionsAnd it's tearing yours apart...