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HE KNEW HOW TO
REACH ME DEEP INSIDE
AND HE FOUND A PART
OF ME I COULD NOT HIDE
AND WE'D WALK
AND TALK AND TOUCH
TENDERLY
THEN HE'D LAY ME DOWN
AND MAKE LOVE TO ME
WE BUILT A LOVE
SO STRONG
IT COULDN'T BREAK
THERE WAS NOT A ROAD
WE WERE AFRAID
TO TAKE
AND WE'D KISS
ALL THE WAY
FROM ARKANSAS
TO ROME
'CAUSE IN EACH
OTHER'S ARMS
WE WERE HOME
SWEET HOME
BUT HE DON'T
FEEL THE SAME
SINCE OUR LIVES
BECAME
YEARS OF BILLS
BABIES AND CHAINS
HOME AIN'T WHERE
HIS HEART IS ANYMORE
HE MAY HANG HIS HAT
BEHIND OUR
BEDROOM DOOR
BUT HE DON'T LAY
HIS HEAD DOWN
TO LOVE ME
LIKE BEFORE
HOME AIN'T WHERE
HIS HEART IS ANYMORE
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IF FOUNDATIONS
MADE OF STONE
CAN TURN TO DUST
THEN THE HARDEST
HEARTS OF STEEL
CAN TURN TO RUST
IF HE COULD ONLY FIND
THAT FEELING
ONCE AGAIN
IF WE COULD
ONLY CHANGE THE WAY
THE STORY ENDS
AND HE MAY STILL
COME HOME
BUT I LIVE HERE ALONE
THE LOVE THAT BUILT
THESE WALLS IS GONE
HOME AIN'T WHERE
HIS HEART IS ANYMORE
HE MAY HANG HIS HAT
BEHIND OUR
BEDROOM DOOR
BUT HE DON'T LAY
HIS HEAD DOWN
TO LOVE ME
LIKE BEFORE
HOME
HE DON'T LAY
HIS HEAD DOWN
TO LOVE ME
LIKE BEFORE
HOME AIN'T WHERE
HIS HEART IS ANYMORE
NO HOME AIN'T WHERE
HIS HEART IS