A Place Called Home - B! Machine

I never understood

The mystery

Until your love was nothing more than a

Closed book to me

I am fine

Until your memory finds me

Far from a place called home

I don’t mind

I don’t mind

Until your memory finds me

Far from a place called home

I don’t mind

I never thought that I

Could drink to the thought of you

Until my past was dry

And I was wet in the eyes

By the shock of you

I am fine

Until your memory finds me

Far from a place called home

I don’t mind

I don’t mind

Until your memory finds me

Far from a place called home

I don’t mind

I am fine

Until your memory finds me

Far from a place called home

I don’t mind

I don’t mind

Until your memory finds me

Far from a place called home

I don’t mind

I don’t mind