You’ll Be My Home Lyrics by Jas The Producer
Blue tears rain down and fall on her
Air goes through valley
Into my ear drums
Away from her, I can’t keep myself
Running through the meadow
Unto the mountains
You’ll be my home
Hearts turn to chrome
In dearth and excess
You’ll be my home
I’m tryna take you out to Paris
Put a crown on your head
Brown eyes, they piercing through me
While the sky’s turning red
I wanna see you here tomorrow
Want you here in my bed
Now I only see you in the pictures
Since you wound up dead, oh no
You’ll be my home
Hearts turn to chrome
In dearth and excess
You’ll be my home
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Jas The Producer Lyrics – You’ll Be My Home