If you could have the one thing that you want
Would it be the same thing that you need
You can fake it like a champagne skin selective or breath it like a symphony
Cos it feels like a coming home
And it heals more than anyone
We're leaving a legacy of pointless views
And say enough's enough
We won't ever take the back seat, back street
Cheap seduction all I want to leave is love
Cos it feels like a coming home
And heals all and everyone
Why not why not love
Why not why not us
Come on why not love
Come raise it up
Come on raise it up
Come on why not love
It's hard to make sense of it in the dark
But if you give you in to it there's a light
You don't have to be a big shot, front seat
Cheap elective it's all what you leave behind
And it feels like you're not alone
And it heals more than anyone
And it feels like your coming home coming home
