Sanna Palmlöf

Should've known better,
Now I miss you,
Like Sahara miss the rain.
Changing like the weather
Maybe it's true
Maybe you're not gonna change

I feel like you have two homes,
Yet I feel you are homeless,
Where we live I feel like a stranger,
When you home I feel even stranger.

I live in no man's land
With no way home like you don't understand
Cuz you so here, you so there, not really anywhere