Home - Jorja Smith

One day I said I would be rich and I said I’d have a family

Would I really be content with my husband and his family?

Oh

What’s worse than lookin' at my neighbours pretendin' that they’re happy, mm-mm

Is one day lookin' at myself and I’m sayin' that I’m sorry, mm

Hear me out, hear me out now, I’ll be right home

Called you twice already now, please pick up the phone

Hear me out, hear me out now, I’ll be right home

I don’t know, I don’t know why, but I made it home

What if I look into their eyes and I tell them that it’s over?

Mm-mm

Something I can’t say to myself, but I’ll say it in the mirror, oh no

I’ve heard so many of these stories, I never thought they’d be me (Hm)

Why can’t we leave it?

Should’ve left it as just another chapter

It stays the same, will always remain with my heart in doubt

How do we face the colours that fade and find my way out?

Hear me out, hear me out now, I’ll be right home, yeah, yeah

Called you twice already now, please pick up the phone, no, no

Hear me out, hear me out now, I’ll be right home

I don’t know, I don’t know why, but I call it home

Once was I lookin' at myself and sayin' that I’m sorry