Won't you stay till my coffee gets colder
That's what I told the angel on my shoulder
And she said to me that we shall be free
When the sky turns green in the grass grows pink
Isn't it pretty how blind we can be
To the lies, the truth and everything in between
And though the world is red
I'll know in the end
There was always hope
For the people living in snow globes
There was always hope
Through the eyes of my telescope
Oh ooh
Oh ooh
It came down one warm afternoon
From the heavens with grace and with fire
He said, oh my sweet, Children
Oh the mess you've made
I won't be coming down
No I won't be coming down
Cuz I'm home
No I won't be falling down
No I won't be falling now
Cuz I'm home
No I won't be falling down
No I won't be falling now
Cuz I'm home
I'm home
I'm home
I'm home
I'm home