Last Days Of April - Tears On Hold текст песни

Tears on hold
That’s what it feels like coming home
Thought I had to go away to get the gold, never thought I could find it here at home
The disease is traveling through my bones, but soon I’ll be healing where I was
born
Where everything is far and you need your car, but where it is fine to be who
you are
It’s something but not much comparing to … (x5)
So instead of going some place I don’t belong, I’ll stay at the same place I get along
I can’t compare you to places that I go And if I leave you, it’s for the joy of coming home (x2)