Michael Winger - I Like It Here

Coming home empty handed on a Saturday night
Cheap wine on my breath and a look in the eye
That says this town may very well be the death of me

But I like it here, I like it here
I cannot say that I don’t want to stay
I like it here, I like it here
I don’t think I’ll ever find
The things I left behind

Ten o’clock in the morning and I’m still in bed
Everybody’s out working
And I’ve got a headache that feels like an earthquake
And I can’t say that I’ll be OK

But I like it here, I like it here
I cannot say that I don’t want to stay
I like it here, I like it here
I don’t think I’ll ever find
The things I left behind
‘Cause the town I’m in is the place I’ve been
Since the first day of my life
And I lie in bed because the life I’ve led
Is something I’d like to deny

Crashing out on the pavement to soak in the breeze
I sit on the sidewalk and count all the leaves
That fall in the driveway
I’m sitting sideways but I’m not crawling

But I like it here, I like it here
I cannot say that I don’t want to stay
I like it here, I like it here
I cannot say that I’ll be OK
But I like it here
I don’t think I’ll ever find
The things I left behind

Written by:
MICHAEL WINGER

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