Jorja Smith - Home

One day I said I would be rich and I said I’d have a family Would I really be content with my husband and his family? What’s worse than looking at my neighbours pretending that they’re happy Is one day looking at myself and saying that I’m sorry Hear me out Hear me out now, I’ll be right home Called you twice already now, please pick up the phone Hear me out Hear me out now, I’ll be right home I don’t know I don’t know why, but I made it home What if I look into their eyes and I tell them that it’s over Something I can’t say to myself but I’ll say it in the mirror I’ve heard so many of these stories I never thought they’d be me Why can’t we leave it? Should have left it as just another chapter It stays the same Will always remain With my heart in doubt How do we face the colours that fade And find my way out Hear me out Hear me out now, I’ll be right home Called you twice already now, please pick up the phone Hear me out Hear me out now, I’ll be right home I don’t know I don’t know why but I call it home Once was I looking at myself and saying that I’m sorry