Lyric Home Is Where Corey Hart Is

Midnight hair straddles porcelain skin
I will whisper in your ear, yeah, and the chills on the small of your back
and trembling hands trace outlines of absence [scream]
I ll whisper in your ear, yeah, and the chills on the small of your back.
Accidents, and kilometers, sketch the boy s face, lines drawn by tears
Sketch the girls [2x]
Phone calls overheard by passers by, passing by
Seems less distant than the tremble in your voice
Well I m as distant as this freeway,
I should not be behind this wheel

[Chorus]
I assure you I ll be home soon standing on the front lawn
Holding onto phone lines
I assure you I ll be home soon standing on the front lawn
Holding onto phone lines
[Background]
You just take, and you break and you take and you break it

[Scream]
I am by your side
Just hold me in your arms
I am by your side
Just hold me in your arms
I m by your side
Dying in your arms
I am by your side
Dying in your arms

So hold me and I ll be home unless you get the best of me
So hold me and I ll be home unless you get the best of me

I can hear your voice quiet and slow through the crack of a window
but somewhere between a discord and Michigan, my heart was lost.
it was just an accident. could this really be any harder?
and a boy, who s a soul survivor and he s whispering in your ear,
that he ll be home soon. but he never really made it that far
never made it that far
and I ll whisper as your words scream, why, why d i warn you.

[Chorus x2]