Pete Rivera - Home

You can see the teardrops
Descend from the mountain tops
And you can feel my heart
As if we were never apart

I'm home
Oh, I'm home
I'm home
Oh, I'm home

Falling
Shame
Playing
Game

I call, I call the spirit
He can't hear it
My voice
My choice

I'm home
Oh, Im' home
I'm home
Oh, I'm home

I'm breaking down words
To see the birds, oh high
And now I see
Oh yes
I now can see
Oh yes
Now I can see
The reason why
Home means so much to me

Pete Rivera

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