Sanoja: Jonathan Jones. Welcome Home.

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The sun says, "Welcome home," but I'm feeling all alone
I step outside and watch the weeds take the garden
I gave my best, but sometimes i must confess,
my hope runs dry, and I draw lines; it makes things harder

So you have to believe that this is gonna be my year
I'll stand up straight, look alive, you'll never know
So you have to believe that this is gonna be my year
I'll stand up straight, look alive, I'll be on standby

And I will roll the dice for two
Yes, I will roll the dice for you
But when the day breaks I arise
and try again

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

Oh cloudless sky, how the summer meets the eye
Here I am, a longing soul with good intentions
It comes and goes, just like a ghost I always know
I watch the snails cross the roads, but they never make it

So you have to believe that this is gonna be my year
I'll stand up straight, look alive, you'll never know
So you have to believe that this is gonna be my year
I'll stand up straight, look alive, I'll be on standby

And I will roll the dice for two
Yes, I will roll the dice for you
But when the day breaks I arise
and try again

And I will roll the dice for two
Yes, I will roll the dice for you
But when the day breaks I arise
and try again