“Come Home” by Chappo

“In the morning, ’m waiting for you to come back home.”

Under the covers I make a tent
It’s my world that I invent
Without you near no adventure
I want you to be home

Ba na na nah na nah

Under the table nobody’s there
Under the ceiling under the stairs
A funny feeling my is sleeping
I want you to

Ba na na nah na nah

In the morning
I’m waiting for you
To come back home

Where are you?

CHAPPO

Take everything my ipod
Take my keys take my flare take it all

Take my clothes take my clothes my tight blue jeans
Take everything

In the morning
I’m waiting for you
To come back home

Where are you?

CPE

I'm routinely overestimated.

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