Home - Jon Becker, LOST.

Her eyes are so bright, and she likes the dark,

I hate when she cries cause it tears me apart,

What a beautiful mind, something I’m not,

Her words are refreshing like days in the park,

But I’m growing tired of being alone,

I’ve spent my whole life in a world of my own,

I’m bruised with stories, most of them boring,

But I’d tell them if you’d like to know

Are you getting this?

And am I being clear?

I’m getting out of here

Excuse me, may I have your attention?

My minds out of sync with my heart and I’m losing control,

I’m sorry for causing confusion,

I’ll never be happy unknown,

There’s so much you do, that gets me confused,

How can I dig myself out of this hole?

To so much you say, I can relate,

Keep telling yourself 'theres no place like home'

It always hurts when shes walking away

It killed me inside when your flight got delayed,

You’re so far away it gets easy to change,

But I’ll stay the same,

And I cannot wait,

For you to get back

Are you getting this?

And am I being clear?

I’m getting out of here

Excuse me, may I have your attention?

My minds out of sync with my heart and I’m losing control,

I’m sorry for causing confusion,

I’ll never be happy unknown,

There’s so much you do, that gets me confused,

How can I dig myself out of this hole?

To so much you say, I can relate,

Keep telling yourself 'theres no place like home'