Search results for 'theres no place like home for the holidays by brian mcknight' Page #257

You know that I can't
Hold back what I say
Is not my place to care for you
And tell you what to do
You know that I can't
Sit by myself quiet

wherever I may roam
Just searching for some solitude
Lightyears from my home

(Chorus)
I bid farewell to all my troubles
But can't escape my sins
Like

Too crazy to comprehend, 
 This place is a gateway to pleasure, 
 There just is no way to fight it, 
 You're trapped a victim of your own desire.

Grandma am in Babylon
Please forgive me not returning your phone call

Verse
ah
No time for family time is money 
Every thing here move by the clock
Our

at the freeway ghost. Who has

no place left
but the vacuum of everyones thrift
and the sounds of an anxious world
who'll never make it on time
time

In this home