Home XIII

[Verse 1]
Home, refuses to exist
The place I sure do miss
The place where I feel safe
My private secret cave

[Chorus]
The dirt around my roots
I bring you here the fruits
Of home

[Verse 2]
Hometown, the place where I was born
Stings me like a thorn
As big as it may be
It has no room for me

[Chorus]
The dirt around my roots
I bring you here the fruits
Of home
The dirt around my roots
I bring you here the fruits
Of home

[Solo: Eiríkur Sigurðsson]