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Come Home Musa (Remix)

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[female

vocals] (

Soft

piano

chords) (

Deep,

steady

bass

pulse)

I’

m

counting

the

days

Since

April 18

th

It’

s

getting

so

quiet

here

Without

you,

Musa

I

look

at

the

calendar,

tracing

the

date

April

eighteen,

now

I’

m

leaving

it

to

fate

Since

the

last

time

I

held

you,

I’

m

losing

my

mind

Leaving

the

ghost

of

your

touch

far

behind

We

talk

on

the

screen,

see

your

face

in

the

light

But

a

screen

isn’

t

warmth

in

the

dead

of

the

night

I’

m

craving

the

real

thing,

the

skin

on

my

hand

Waiting

for

you

to

come

home

to

the

land

I

miss

you,

Musa,

my

love,

my

missing

rib

I’

m

tired

of

the

dreams

where

we

dance

and

we

live

I

need

you

in

Kampala,

right

here

by

my

side

With

nowhere

to

run

and

nowhere

to

hide

My

king,

my

sweetheart,

come

make

it

all

true

I’

m

losing

my

focus

just

missing

you

The

thought

of

your

smile

keeps

the

night

stretching

long

Singing

to

shadows,

an

incomplete

song

I

don’

t

want

a

video,

I

don’

t

want

a

call

I

want

to

feel

you

as

the

evening

stars

fall

I’

m

ready

to

set

every

burden

aside

To

be

your

priority,

let

feelings

collide

It’

s

driving

me

crazy,

this

space

in

between

I’

m

tired

of

loving

you

just

in

a

dream

I

miss

you,

Musa,

my

love,

my

missing

rib

I’

m

tired

of

the

dreams

where

we

dance

and

we

live

I

need

you

in

Kampala,

right

here

by

my

side

With

nowhere

to

run

and

nowhere

to

hide

My

king,

my

sweetheart,

come

make

it

all

true

I’

m

losing

my

focus

just

missing

you

When

will

you

hold

me,

hold

me

so

tight?

Chase

away

ghosts

in

the

middle

of

night

Tell

me

the

day,

tell

me

the

hour

You

are

my

sunlight,

you

are

my

power

I’

m

waiting,

I’

m

pleading,

I’

m

losing

my

head

Come

fill

the

space

on

the

side

of

my

bed

I

miss

you,

Musa,

my

love,

my

missing

rib

I’

m

tired

of

the

dreams

where

we

dance

and

we

live

I

need

you

in

Kampala,

right

here

by

my

side

With

nowhere

to

run

and

nowhere

to

hide

My

king,

my

sweetheart,

come

make

it

all

true

I’

m

losing

my

focus

just

missing

you

Come

back

to

Kampala,

my

man

I’

m

waiting,

I’

m

here

Just

say

when

I

miss

you,

Musa (

Fade

out

with

soft

piano)

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