The boy who trapped the sun - Home lyrics

Home is where you lay your head. my head lies Between the cracks. red lights lead to wasted days Maybe I better put till' all my days Oh, the city's not a home. but it's somewhere to get alone Maybe I'm lying to myself. I'm not a graphter I'm not on that of earth I have a habit that's a full time occupation Cause the gra** is always greener When you can't see the garden Oh, the city's not a home. but it's somewhere to get alone Oh, the city's not a home. but it's somewhere to get alone