D
A
G
Honey I just can’t get around it anymore
D
A
You make me feel like home is where you are
D
A
G
Baby I just can’t run around it every morn’
D
D
A
It’s time that I believe it home is where you ar e
D
Notes in my drawers
D
Songs in my pockets
D
*
Fragments of letters that you sent
D
Left over phone calls
D
Cologne in the bath
D
G
I still have that bottle of Rosé
Em
Staring at your photograph
D
A
Trying to take it down
Em
A
There’s still a stirring in my heart
D
I’ve never been to half of these places
D
*
But your postcard collection makes me crave
D
A little space, a little waste
D
Em
Out of the city into the grace of another land
G
Another tongue, another time
G
Staring at your photograph
Am
I can’t take it down
G
A
There’s still a fire in me yeah
D
I’ve never been to half of these places
D
*
But your postcard collection makes me crave
D
A little space, a little waste
D
Em
Out of the city into the grace of another land
G
Another tongue, another time
D
A
G
Honey I just can’t get around it anymore
D
A
You make me feel like home is where you are
D
A
G
Baby I just can’t run around it every morn’
D
D
A
It’s time that I believe it home is where you ar e
D
G
Am
Em
A
