Pulling out the angel stitches Flying on across the pond
Sleep upon a bed of needles Cause I don't have you in my arms
Well, there's no more candy or fun till I am home I am tired of sitting here all alone No more candy or fun till I am home
My brain can't process these feelings
My heart can't even break a beat This life's been stung by a bag of bees
It's keeping you from me.
Well, there's no more candy or fun till I am home.
I am tired of sitting here all alone.
No more candy or fun till I am home.
Oh.
Oh.
Could've sworn that I was sleeping
My tongue was tied, too tied for a figure
I can say now You're too far away
Well, there's no more candy or fun till I am home I am tired of sitting here all alone No more candy or fun till I am home
And home, and home Home, home
