Feels Like Home - Nerina Pallot

If I had a bad day, I don’t care

When I rest my bones in my favourite chair

I know, that I’m home

Ain’t too fancy, ain’t too proud

You can put your feet up, that’s allowed

Or else it ain’t a home

Neighbour’s dog out yapping in the yard

Broken floorboard creaking in the dark

It ain’t the Ritz, but man it’s our own

Yeah, it feels like

Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-ome

It feels like home

Faded pictures on the wall

Each a story of us and of

All we’ll ever know

In this here bed we’ll make a world

Don’t matter if it’s a boy or girl

We’ll say «look how they’ve grown»

Neighbour’s dog out yapping in the yard

Broken floorboard creaking in the dark

It ain’t the Ritz, but man it’s our own

Yeah, it feels like

Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-ome, it feels like

Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-ome

It feels like home

Feels like home