When youre stoned, baby, I am drunk
And we make love, it seems a little desolate
Its hard sometimes not to look away
And think whats the point when Im having to hold this fire down
I think Ill explode if I cant feel this freely now
If you wont let me fall for you
Then you wont see the best that I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
Cos Im bored of hangin out in your cold
When I feel loved baby, I join the road
And the world moves with me
When I feel lost I just slip away
Silently, quietly take my things and go
And think whats the point, think wheres the hope were coming home
And if you find one day, find some freedom and relief
With this freedom maybe, maybe you will find some peace
With this peace baby, I hope it brings you back to me
Bring you home, take me home
Oh, take me home
Oh, take me home
When youre stoned, baby, take me home
Oh...
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