(Yeah...)
From neon nights... to starlit skies...
LuLu.

City lights blur through my window pane
Crowds scream my name but it's not the same
Under the glitz, when the music's done
I’m just a girl missing where I'm from

Palm trees swayin' in a warmer breeze
Jeepneys paint the streets in memories
Fresh markets calling with colors and spice
Nanay's hug, Tatay’s smile — my real paradise

I wear the glitter, I chase the fame
But some nights I just call your name

I wanna turn back the page
Run barefoot through the rain
Taste the mango from your hand
Laugh with no plans

I miss the songs, the simple skies
Silver moons and fireflies
Oh home, it’s true...
I’m still running back to you (back to you)

Big dreams pulled me to this wild place
But big dreams don't fill an empty space
The flash fades fast, the rooms go cold
And I just miss those streets of gold

Not gold you wear, but gold you feel
Family smiles you know are real
Dinner thin, but love so wide
Held together through every tide

I wear the glitter, I chase the dream
But home’s the song inside of me...
 
I wanna turn back the page
Run barefoot through the rain
Taste the mango from your hand
Laugh with no plans

I miss the songs, the simple skies
Silver moons and fireflies
Oh home, it’s true...
I’m still running back to you (back to you)

Palm trees sway...
Nanay's voice prays...
Tatay laughs like summer rain...
I'd give it all away... for just one day...
 
I wanna turn back the page
Dance in the ocean spray
Taste the sunrise from your smile
Stay for a while

I miss the songs, the simple skies
Silver moons and lullabies
Oh home, it’s true...
I’m still dreaming back to you (back to you)

(LuLu...)
I never left...
I’m still home inside.

On My terms

Oh, Home

Oh Home(HD)

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