A Place Like Home

He doesn’t need fires,his got his colors

Noticed on and,and on and on

Turning heads to see the colors

It goes on and,and on and on

Stranger says he’ll regret his armor

They don’t get what it‘s like

To be no one no,no one no one

We don’t want to be hiding,we don’t want to be fighting

We don’t want to be running from the sun

We don’t want to keep trying,we can’t stand the denying

We don’t want to be running from the sun

Skin of ebony,publicity, she carries on and, and on and on

Small town words all filled with bias and they’ll go on and,and on and on

Stranger says poor girl with that armor

They don’t get that it’s her choice to have a veil in golden golden gold

We don’t want to be hiding,we don’t want to be fighting

We don’t want to be running from the sun

We don’t want to keep trying,we can’t stand the denying

We don’t want to be running from the sun

‘cause we would die to have a place like home

Yes, we would die to have a place like home

Stranger says we don’t want our armors

But they don’t get we can choose

‘cause we’re like one,like one like one like one

We don’t want to be running,she don’t want to be fighting

We don’t want to be running from the sun

He don’t want to keep trying,she don’t want to deny it

We don’t want to be running from the sun

‘cause we would die to have a place like home

And we just want to be,and we just want to be

From the sun

‘cause we would die to have a place like home. . .

A Place Like Home

Birgersson Lundberg

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