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No Place Like Home (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

When i wake up in my house
I get dressed then i get lost
I don’t know which way to go
I guess i’ll have a cup of joe
Where the hell was i anyways
So i end up on the street
Walkin’ talkin’ to my own beat
In a fog, in a haze
I’ve been trippin’ out for days
Can you help me find my way home
1-2-3
Don’t rock teh boat now, just let it slide
Groovy people walking back and forth, that’s right
So i hop on to this bus
Destination reads please save us
Not a soul that i know
To be found in this dark hole
Can you help me find my way home
Can you help me find my way home
I’m so tired of looking for the door
Please help me find my way
Please help me find my way
I can’t find the door
Where am i now, where am i now
I find myself just out there floating

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No Place Like Home (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

VERSE 1:
I’ve met a lot of different people
And I have seen
my share of things
So much I have come across,
while traveling (yea)
But nothing can compare to what
I have come to know and love
That’s what made me who I am
So I’m showing love, to home

HOOK:
There is no place, quite like home
I’ll never leave, swear I won’t

VERSE 2:
Home is a state of mind
It’s the thing that keeps
me grounded
It’s where I can always go,
and blend right in (yea)
So even when I’m far away
I’m not really far at all
Because I carry home around,
with me in my heart

HOOK:
There is no place, quite like home
I’ll never leave, swear I won’t

BRIDGE:
This is where it all begins
Bonds are formed,
with family and friends
For life
They were there long
before the hype
And this is why

HOOK:
There is no place, quite like home
I’ll never leave, swear I won’t

There is no place I’d rather be
Than here with those
who love me

There is no place, quite like home
I’ll never leave, swear I won’t

No Place Like Home (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(difford/tilbrook)

I’m faced with the facts
And a fist full of threats
I stand quite amused
At the end of the bed
I have no defense
For what i have said
As a handful of love
Whacks me right round the head
She’s growling and stalking
And grabs from a pile
A book that she throws
And it missed by a mile
I’m holding a pillow
And as naked as sin
I’m backed to a corner
With a wastepaper bin
Then up on the mattress
There’s no place to go
I’m guilty yes guilty
But there’s no place like home

I rewind the hours
To see what went wrong
I plead for forgiveness
And i’m hit like a gong
It seems that i’m guilty
Of smiling too long
When recalling lovers
That now are long gone
I’m guilty you’re guilty
So let me be stoned
The past is the present
When there’s no place like home

Off with the shoes
And a whack round the head
Your ear rings like a phone
Some explanation
Might patch and mend
A love that’s lost control
Now there’s no place like home

No Place Like Home (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(difford/tilbrook)

I’m faced with the facts
And a fist full of threats
I stand quite amused
At the end of the bed
I have no defense
For what i have said
As a handful of love
Whacks me right round the head
She’s growling and stalking
And grabs from a pile
A book that she throws
And it missed by a mile
I’m holding a pillow
And as naked as sin
I’m backed to a corner
With a wastepaper bin
Then up on the mattress
There’s no place to go
I’m guilty yes guilty
But there’s no place like home

I rewind the hours
To see what went wrong
I plead for forgiveness
And i’m hit like a gong
It seems that i’m guilty
Of smiling too long
When recalling lovers
That now are long gone
I’m guilty you’re guilty
So let me be stoned
The past is the present
When there’s no place like home

Off with the shoes
And a whack round the head
Your ear rings like a phone
Some explanation
Might patch and mend
A love that’s lost control
Now there’s no place like home

No Place Like Home (Letra)

4 Non Blondes

4 Non Blondes

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(difford/tilbrook)

I’m faced with the facts
And a fist full of threats
I stand quite amused
At the end of the bed
I have no defense
For what i have said
As a handful of love
Whacks me right round the head
She’s growling and stalking
And grabs from a pile
A book that she throws
And it missed by a mile
I’m holding a pillow
And as naked as sin
I’m backed to a corner
With a wastepaper bin
Then up on the mattress
There’s no place to go
I’m guilty yes guilty
But there’s no place like home

I rewind the hours
To see what went wrong
I plead for forgiveness
And i’m hit like a gong
It seems that i’m guilty
Of smiling too long
When recalling lovers
That now are long gone
I’m guilty you’re guilty
So let me be stoned
The past is the present
When there’s no place like home

Off with the shoes
And a whack round the head
Your ear rings like a phone
Some explanation
Might patch and mend
A love that’s lost control
Now there’s no place like home