Ellis Paul - Am I Home Lyrics
Old manbus stopfifty-cents fareEyes caught staringhes glaringlook elsewhereBrown leather shoes down thereCobblestones and footwearBrown hair girl facebright eyesYou think...kisslustI love youShe wont acknowledge youBut she flips her hair on cueAll the kids in schoolAm I home?Am I home?Am I home?Am I home?If I had the quarters Id run to Store 24Call you on the telephone, say Im not lonesome anymoreThe citys got lots of people, so Im fine, yes Im fineSet to hang my heart out on some two-thousand-mile phone lineYou may notice in the subways, in the veins a smiling faceBanging on a hollow guitar near an open clean casePocket change, pocket changeIll take that Visa card strangerAnd buy my way to sunlight where the airs not coldStreet lightsairthinktime for a rideHailing Taxi!.voice with a Caribbean insidePointing to itsmiling wideWhat questions do they hide?Am I home?Am I home?Am I home?Am I home?Pocket full of quarters as I run down to Store 24..
