Map of the World Jack Savoretti

With a map of the world in your pocket and a whole lot of time to kill
You went looking for answers to questions you don't understand
And you never will
I'm living the street life under the stars
I've been drowning my broken heart in a backstreet bar
And I cut my skin and I start to bleed
I do it all over again 'cause it don't hurt like it hurts when you leave

With a whole lot of tears you left me
What a mess of my love you made
I was there on the day running after your train
I will always remember your face
Please come home
It's not the same here anymore
Please come home
Since you've been gone nobody talks about the world

While your out there being a river I remember you good as gold
But you say that you're not who they want you to be
You know that to me you're the world
Please come home
It's not the same since you've been gone
Please come home
Please come home
Please come home
Please come home