Lars Koehoorn - Home

Falling on my knees.
And begging you please.
To give me my life.
So I can stand and I can rise.

Holding back for more.
So I can't reach the door.
But I want to go away.
Cause I don't want to stay.

Can you feel the rain from above.
It includes the pain of my love.

We could be falling.
Or do you think that I lie.
We could be living.
Or would you rather die.
We could be standing.
In front of my soul.
Then we could be starving.
Starving but home.

I'm dragging my feet.
Stopping the fleet.
But it still keeps coming back.
Guess I'm on the wrong track. Raising my hands.
Preserve my land.
For what keeps howling in the past.
Is surely dropping on the last.

Can you feel the rain from above.
It includes the pain of my love.

We could be falling.
Or do you think that I lie.
We could be living.
Or would you rather die.
We could be standing.
In front of my soul.
Then we could be starving.
Starving but home.
I want to go home.
I want to go home.

We could be falling.
Or do you think that I lie.
We could be living.
Or would you rather die.

(I want to go home. I want to go home)

We could be falling. (Home)
Or do you think that I lie.
We could be living. (Home)
Or would you rather die.
We could be standing. (Home)
In front of my soul.
Then we could be starving. (Home)
Starving but home.