Standard (EADGBE)

 Honey I just can't get around it anymore

 You make me feel like home is where you are

 Baby I just can't run around it every morn'

 It's time that I believe it home is where you are

Notes in my drawers

Songs in my pockets

Fragments of letters that you sent

Left over phone calls

Cologne in the bath

I still have that bottle of Rosé

Staring at your photograph

Trying to take it down

There's still a stirring in my heart

Chorus

I've never been to half of these places

But your postcard collection makes me crave

A little space, a little waste

Out of the city into the grace of another land

 Another tongue, another time

Staring at your photograph

I can't take it down

There's still a fire in me yeah

[Chorus x 2]

Honey I just can't...

I better believe...