feel at home

Yeah

Accidents, beautiful accidents

Things that came before and things that haven't happened since

I put your painting on my wall, the backs of napkins, and

Look for trouble, hear the words and see no actions, it's

Deep, we keep receipts to keep attachments

I split the bill but heard it all to fill them fractions

The more I see, the more I know

The more I reap, I sow

I can't figure out how to take it slow, but

You feel like home

You feel like home

You feel like home

You feel like home

You feel like home, yeah

Without your heart, I feel alone

Uh, you feel like home

You feel like home

Home

Yeah, what language do they speak inside your dreams?

Is it really just as easy as it seems?

How you make it seem, like the day is make believe

As these angels speak, I hear them, in between, yeah

It's deep, we keep receipts to keep it mean

Good fight, I want to see you keep it clean, yeah

It's deep, we keep receipts to keep it clean

Uh, what I mean, yeah

You feel like home

You feel like home, yeah

Without your heart, I feel alone

Uh, you feel like home

You feel like home

You feel like home

You feel like home, yeah

Without your heart, I feel alone

You feel like home