Claire Richards
I left before light of day
To not say goodbye
We all have to break away and it was time
Should've built up the nerve and waited til the sky came alive
But I left without words
And the best of me behind
Now the snow may be falling somewhere over Manhattan
And although I'm wandering
My heart is heading home
Yeah the sun may be rising on your bright horizon
But I am still searching no matter where I go
My heart is heading home
In bed with the Sunday times
Coffee for one
My dreams are all realised but it's not home
And the dawn comes on slow caught between the buildings I guess
Where's the sound wheres the gold of miles of sea against the cliffs
Now the snow may be falling somewhere over Manhattan
And although I'm wandering my heart is heading home
Yeah the sun may be rising on your bright horizon
But I am still searching no matter where I go
My heart is heading home
My heart is heading home
Now the snow may be falling somewhere over Manhattan
And although I'm wandering my heart is heading home
Yeah the sun may be rising on your bright horizon
But I am still searching no matter where I go
My heart is heading home