Paroles de Home Again

Home again Housesitting again Rifle through Your possessions and stuff Things that you Are ashamed of Home again, housesitting again Looking through photos At the back of your drawer The way you looked When you were small You're safe, there no prowler No creeper in your lane It's better than drugs, it's- cool To be in your home again Home again, housesitting again It's- just a little bit far From the main crowd reading your poems When you're not around Home again Hospital letter, a clinic hold A test that you took Awaiting results