HOME - Baauer, Bipolar Sunshine

Never feeling is endless

I’m flying, I fly with no propellers

Too much on the line to risk the win

So I won’t let the doors close within

The morning, the morning just turned to evening

The mirror, the mirror can tell that I’m leaving

The baby’s just too strong to hold in

I’m on my way, so don’t change your PIN

So maybe I go home

So maybe I go home

So maybe I go home

See, I don’t know where we’re going

I’m caught up, I’m caught up

Lost in the moment

Who knows what’s the best thing to do

All I know is this life is cruel

Imagine, imagination is greater

You gotta, you gotta believe that from waiver

As clear as the water, I see this blue

Will never stop me for getting to you

So maybe I go home

So maybe I go home

So maybe I go home

I’m on my way, I’m on my

I’m on my way, I’m on my way

I know, I’m on (Yeah)