Lyrics : Benjamin Samama/Dabin Lee
Music : Dabin Lee/Carla Renee Cappa
My car broke down
For the third time this week
Your boss is mad
'Cause you had to go get me
And I know that things are far from perfect
But I was never worried
Long as I got you within my reach
We could have money we could be dead broke
Be finding highs or trip on brand new lows
It don't matter when I got your love
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I feel like home
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I feel like home
I feel like home
I feel like home
I feel like home
When we first met
Swore I'd take it slow
But I got swept up
In the undertow
And you said that nothing is the sure thing
And there'll be days of hurting
But come on honey I can take the heat
We could have money we could be dead broke
Be finding highs or trip on brand new lows
It don't matter when I got your love
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I feel like home
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I feel like home
I feel like home
We could have money we could be dead broke
Be finding highs or trip on brand new lows
It don't matter when I got your love
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I feel like home
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I feel like home