A Place To Call Home Lyrics & Chords By Ruth Etting

So how do you beg for what's your own Pick the pieces, lick the wounds Stoke the fire, fan the flame Squeeze the clouds, until it rains Would you champion the cause 'Til...read more

Joey Tempest Miscellaneous A Place To Call Home I was out the front door like nothing was lost wanted my freedom no matter what the cost It made no difference what anyone...read more