Home by Michael Buble

Another summer day
Has come and gone way
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more
Than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home Mmmmm
I’ve got to go home

Let me go home…
I’m just too far
From where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day
Has come and gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh let me go home
Oh I miss you
You know

Let me go home…
I’ve had my run
Baby I’m done I got to go home

Let me go home …
It’ll all be all right
I’ll be home tonight I’m coming back home.

First of May

Sarah Brightman

When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,
we used to love while others used to play.
Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by,
someone else moved in from far away.

Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
and you don't ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
but guess who'll cry come first of May.

The apple tree that grew for you and me,
I watched the apples falling one by one.
And as I recall the moment of them all,
the day I kissed your cheek and you were gone.

Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,
and you don't ask the time of day.
But you and I, our love will never die,
but guess who'll cry come first of May.