It started off on a Sunday
Got my bags packed, I'm on my way
Kiss my mum bye, said I'll see you soon
I don't know if that's gonna be true
Holding hands, I'm walking with my baby
New life, new city
This is crazy
Missed calls, voicemails
We're all missing you
Sorry Mum, I don't know what to do
I don't ever wanna go back home
I don't ever wanna go back home
I don't ever wanna go back home
I don't ever wanna go back home
Home
Home
First night out, I'm loving this freedom
Posh bars, new friends
We arrange to see them
Meet up in the park like we used to
Flashback
I see my mum there too
Call up
No answer
What's she doing
Hate to say it but I regret moving
Away from my mum who was my best friend
Don't wanna be the girl she sees on the weekend
I think that I wanna go back home
I think that I wanna go back home
I think that I wanna go back home
I think that I wanna go back home
Home
Home
I think that I wanna come back home
I think that I'm gonna come back home
I am sick of feeling all alone
Mama, please wait up I'm coming home
I think that I wanna come back home
I think that I'm gonna come back home
I am sick of crying on the phone
Mama, please wait up I'm coming home