Who would have thought that a homesick heart would be this complicated,nWent through the start and it tore me apart and I've been so frustratedn nAnd I'm right where you want me to be,nAnd I won't go until you leavenThe thing about hope is that you make your own,nAnd I've built up enough to take me homennI'm missing mornings in my bed,nI don't regret this choice but I give innAnd we will saynLove is not to blamenWe became the problem when we let ourselves,nPut the blame on someone elsennI would have tried but there was no time for apologies,nYou know the storylinennBut I'm right where you want me to be (I won't go)nAnd I won't go until you leave (no)nThe thing about love is that it's so very blind,nAnd I'm running home to you in black and whitennYou fall asleep in a New York minute,nSay goodbye with a one-way ticketnGive it your all or you might as well forget it,nFind a rhythm and just stick with itnnI'm missing mornings in my bed,nI don't regret this choice, love, but I'll give in