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Fif you ever want to coCme home from chiGcago Fand leave the things thCat habit made you Glove Fi'll be there to seeC you await your aGrrival Fto give you a lifCe you've never kGnown Amthe street light Fblind my eyes through a Cshade that's half way Gpulled AmCracklin' light ouFtside interrupts the rCadio in my hGead. AmSpeeding through a fFamilar self I don't Cknow all too weGll. AmFind a Fglimpse ouCtside my hGome.
the rest just repeats itself If you ever want to come home from Chicago Leave the things that habit made you love. I'll be there to await your arrival To give you a life you've never known Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm not the only one, Somehow my silence speaks for itself. As I stroll down this street, I pray for a chance I'll see you there. This time I think I'll share my life with you. If you ever want to come home from Chicago Leave the things that habit made you love. I'll be there to await your arrival To give you a life you've never known If you ever want to come home from Chicago, Leave the things that habit made you love. I'll be there to await your arrival To give you a life you've never known (repeats until end