Make a Home Songtext
von Baseball Gregg
Make a Home Songtext
It′s Saturday my throat feels sore
I let you know and then you come
With Ricola to my front door
Learning how to make a home
Where we won't have to live alone
Not one that′s made of sticks but built with stone
To survive the storm
These shorter days leave my heart cold
You say you're having such a good time
But I always feels so bored
Learning how to make a home
Where we won't have to live alone
I should let myself through an open door
To survive the storm
I let you know and then you come
With Ricola to my front door
Learning how to make a home
Where we won't have to live alone
Not one that′s made of sticks but built with stone
To survive the storm
These shorter days leave my heart cold
You say you're having such a good time
But I always feels so bored
Learning how to make a home
Where we won't have to live alone
I should let myself through an open door
To survive the storm
Writer(s): Samuel Charles Regan, Luca Lovisetto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
