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Текст: The Normals. I'll Be Home Soon.

Life it just goes on when the traveler's gone
And that's the hardest part, for time has no respect
For a lonely man with a longing heart
'Cause once you're where you've wanted, everything's so fast

But I'll be home soon
I'll be home soon

And if you have a place where you belong
You're a lucky one, for time was meant to waste
A laugh with good old friends or walking hand in hand
I can't believe I'll be there and this time I can stay

But I'll be home soon
I'll be home soon

So chariot come, swing low 'cause I'm hard to see
So far below, 'cause this place tries so hard
To break a man and I've tried to stand
But I'm drowning in its sorrows, need to catch my breath

But I'll be home soon
I'll be home soon