I had this thing to call my own Just one slip and it was gone
A minor flaw and then it fell I brought this house down on myself
I didn't know just what I'd done I didn't know just what I'd done
I don't remember anymore what I used to be Where is the quiet piece of home where I could breathe?
Just like a razor to my soul when I'm alone Oh, I had this thing to call my own
I'm so confused, I cannot see This wave of guilt is drowing me
It feels like blood is on my hands I'd give it all for a second chance
I still don't know just what I've done I still don't know just what I've done
I don't remember anymore what I used to be There was a fire burning strong inside of me
Just like the soothing loving warmth of summer sun
Oh, I had this thing to call my own I had this thing to call my own I had this thing to call my own
I never meant to let you go I never meant to let you go I never meant to let you go I never meant to let you go
Compositores: James Gerard Mcdermott (James Mcdermott) (PRS), Svein Berge (Royksopp) (PRS), Torbjoern Brundtland (Royksopp) (PRS)Editores: Bert's Songs Ltd., Dog Triumph LtdECAD verificado obra #11719358 em 24/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM