Let me tell you something I don’t think you know
I’ve been thinking about you much more than I should
In the dead of night, I dream about you
In small hours, we run way
And find something good
High on one-eleven
Fly into heaven
Or maybe it’s not heaven
But we call some place our home
Let me tell you something else you might not know
These days recently, I’m drinking so much less
I found some clarity, I see the world
I’m not myself
I’m lonely when I’m with you in my head
And we’re high on one-eleven
Fly into heaven
Or maybe it’s not heaven
But we call some place our home
Do you remember the night when we fell from the sky?
We had never seen heights that were quite that high
But when we fell to the ground, we didn’t make a sound
Cause we dropped down in this broken town
But you said we could just start over
We’ll get better, we’ll get sober
And I gave you a ton of grief
But your words took a hold of me
And now I believe, now I believe
And we’ll live the dream, if we just take this high street
We’ll be high on one-eleven
Fly into heaven
Or maybe it’s not heaven
But we’ll fall today
And call some place our home
We’ll call it home
We’ll call it home
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Dead Letterman Lyrics – Our Home