Who says you can't go home? It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright Who says you can't go back? There's only one place left I wanna go There's only one place they call me one of their own Just a hometown boy born a rolling

You can touch me with slow hands If my body had a say, I wouldn't turn away Touch, make love, taste you If my body told the truth, baby I would do Just what I want to There's only one thing left for us to do Speed it up, baby, make me sweat Dreamland,

Don't you know there are always two sides Oh, there are always two sides To every story, yeah Oh, and two mistakes will only bring you heartache (Too late, too late) There's always two sides to every story Ah, he told me I treated him good Now you tell me

But alas I cannot swim There is gold across the river But I don't want none Saying work more, earn more Live more, have more fun If she refuses to be mine? And what will you do with a girl there's a house across the river there's a boy across the river

Whatever you do, don't stop Being who you are There's only one of you Dream it, even if it don't come true Is all you got When holding on to heaven Love it, while you got it Right here, right now Drag you down

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

We were born to be together And it hurts like hell To be torn apart To be thrown around I could only be myself with you around Oh, with you around And now there’s nothing left for me to think about Whoa, to think about.

There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences You probably only did a month for minor offenses Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance But then again there's always the