Humpata is a town and municipality in Huíla Province in Angola.
RADIO STATION | GENRE | LOCATION |
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Radio Luanda | Varied | Angola |
Radio Muzangla | World Africa | Angola |
Ngola Radio 87.7 | World Africa | Angola |
Radio Viciana | Adult Contemporary,Comedy,Bollywood | Angola |
Rádio Nacional de Angola | Varied | Angola |
On the way home
Edging a smile
Thinking about it
All of the while
You never stop
You're the traffic in my brain
Lover that I got
There's no way that you can see
When you feel that far away from me
The coming home, yeah
Steeper the climb
Sharper the sides
Better the sobbing
Quietly drown
Losing my face
I need you to find me
This is not how we should be
How come you feel so far from me
Coming home, yeah
Coming home, yeah
It's time to confess
Dying for you
Seemed to life me
So you're the knife
These are the words
Waited for you
It's all I can do
Coming home, yeah
Coming home, yeah
I flew in on the plane yesterday
Nose pressed to the glass i watched us come into the bay
And then i asked myself why i left this place
Seeking solace in a change and now it's changed my face
I know they'll say there's something to be said for trying out new things
But i know i say there's something i've been missing here along the way
There's something bout coming home to california
It's so hot outside that i could fry an egg
But i'm eating taco bell and getting high instead
With my eyes spread wide i smoke a cigarette
Watch the sun roll by with nothing in my head
And i know they'll say there's something to be said for curiosity
But i know i say i'll save my west coast dreaming for some other day
There's something bout coming home to california
There's something in the way we move
Something in the daily news
There's something in the air we breathe
And something in the way we see
There's something in these orange walls
The southern california fall
There's something in the clothes she wears
And something in the way she stares at you