Paroles de Is This Called Home

When you're running out And you hear them coming like an army loud No time for packing When you're running out You fall to the ground But you're holding on Is this called home? Light turns to dust This could be home Time's running out for us Now my head is sore When no one's around To help me feel you Am I monster? Did I deserve all of those words? 'Cause I still believe Is this called home? Light turns to dust This could be home Time's running out for us Let me hold your hand Let me hold your hand Let me hold your hand Let me hold your hand Let me hold your hand Let me hold your hand Let me hold your hand Let me hold your hand