Missing Home

Lyrics: Leiner Riflessi Music: Alberto Ciccarini Arranger: Alberto Ciccarini Producer: 蒋雪儿 Snow.J Well, it's Sunday And I'm missing home I've been away for months Miss those rainy days Out in the balcony Hearing the sounds My mother's rooting for me And I can't disappoint her now Won't forget what my father said When I left to find my way You're my baby But this is now your story So Baby get ready To fill your eyes with glory When you'll be far up to the stars I'll miss you like hell But don't forget that All the stars are onto you Wow Wow Wow Wow What it takes to be brave In a world I just found out Where the streets ain't the same And the summer has a different sound Give me a sign Where I belong I swear I'll keep the run Now I get what my father said He shows me where's my way He said "You're my baby" But this is not your story So Baby get ready To fill your eyes with glory When you'll be far up to the stars I'll miss you like hell But don't forget that All the stars are onto you Wow Wow Wow Wow You're my baby But this is not your story So Baby get ready To fill your eyes with glory When you'll be far up to the stars I'll miss you like hell But don't forget that All the stars are onto you Mixing Engineer: Alberto Ciccarini Supervisor: Mingzhu Coordinator: Ling OP/SP : 青风音乐Cheerful Music 「未经Licensed不得翻唱或使用」