Home (Tom Sharkett Edit)

(Ah-ah, ah-ah) (Ah-ah, ah-ah) Just do it right, make it perfect and real Because it's everything Though everything was never the deal So grab your things and stumble into the night So we can shut the door And shut the door on terrible times, ah (Ah-ah, ah-ah) (Ah-ah, ah-ah) Yeah, do it right and head again into space So you can carry on And carry on and fall all over the place This is the trick, forget a terrible year That we can break the laws until it gets weird And this is what you waited for But under lights, we're all unsure And so tell me, what would make you feel better? As night has such a local ring And love and rock are fickle things And you know it, yeah, you know it, yeah, you know (Ah-ah, ah-ah) (Ah-ah, ah-ah) Take it Forget your past, this is your last chance now And we can break the rules like nothing will last You might forget, forget the sound of a voice Still, you should not forget, yeah, don't forget The things that we laughed about And after rolling on the floor And thankfully, a few make sure That you get home and you stay home And you're better 'Cause you're afraid of what you need Yeah, you're afraid of what you need If you weren't, if you weren't I don't know what we'd talk about Ah-ah, ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah Ah-ah