Almost Home — текст песни (Beth Nielsen Chapman)

I saw my life this morning

Lying at the bottom of a drawer

All this stuff Im saving

God knows what this junk is for



And whatever I believed in

This is all I have to show

What the hell were all reasons

For holding on for such dear life

Heres where I let go



Chorus

Im not running

Im not hiding

Im not reaching

Im just resting in the arms of the great wide open

Gonna pull my soul in

And Im almost home



I saw you this morning

You were looking straight at me

From an ancient photograph

Stuck between letters and some keys



I was lost just for a moment

In the ache of old goodbyes

Sometimes all that we can know is

Theres no such thing as no regrets

Baby its all right



Repeat chorus



Instrumental



Theres no such thing as no regrets

But baby its alright



Repeat chorus