On My Way

[bad word] home to see you
Yes [bad word] home tonight
If the time gone has wronged you
Than I'm gonna make it right
I'm gonna hear how much you missed me
And I'm gonna say the same
How I miss the way you touch me
And the way you say my name

But don't get used to [bad word] home thing
'Cause next time I'm leaving
You're the one I'm gonna bring

"I'm takin you to Italy
We're gonna sail to Rome
If we find Hawaii
Then we'll make that our home
I'm takin' you to London and
We'll backpack to France
but leave this town again without you...
there ain't a chance"

I can see the city lights now
The plane is almost in
I can't help but giggle at all
the trouble we'll get in
Oh baby, leaving you behind
had to be a sin
but never fear cause it ain't
happening again