Marc Scibilia - By Your Side

 Marc Scibilia - By Your Side

I have walked the streets of London, I got lost in Grand Junction
I have stayed awake for days, too many nights
And the bartenders are friendly 'til the last barstools are empty
And then the only place I wanna hide
Is by your side
By your side
You're the only place that I'll ever belong
By your side
You're the end of every road I travel on
'Til I'm old, 'til I die
Honey, home's wherever I lie, li-lie, lie, li-lie
By your side
I went back upstate to pack up the last box of my old stuff
And I thought that I might find a piece of me
But all I found were new ways of talking 'bout the old days
Don't know much, but know I'd rather be
By your side
By your side
You're the only place that I'll ever belong
By your side
You're the end of every road I travel on
'Til I'm old, 'til I die
Honey, home's wherever I lie, li-lie, lie, li-lie
By your side
Ooh
By your side
Ooh
By your side
You're the only place that I'll ever belong
By your side
You're the end of every road I travel on
'Til I'm old, 'til I die
Honey, home's wherever I lie, li-lie, lie, li-lie
By your side
'Til I'm old, 'til I die
Honey, home's wherever I lie, li-lie, lie, li-lie
By your side