Christa Borden - Homesick Lyrics

Shy little girl with a big voice and the Hollywood dream |looks up at the sky and wonders what her life will be |if she leaves the ice and snow behind |for the Hollywood sights and the California sunshine ||so she packs her suitcase and she gets on a plane|little did she know she'd never be the same ||(oh honey) |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you ||traded in her friends and traded in her innocence |climbed up to the top never thinking of the consequence |now she's so famous you seeing her on TV |and her face is on the cover of the trendiest magazines ||now she's living in a penthouse way up above |a lot of haut couture but she ain't got love||(oh honey) |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you ||one day she wakes up and decides its time to run |she looks in the mirror and she sees what she's become |so she picks up the phone and she calls her mom|she says 'I'm so tired, I'm coming home' ||(oh honey) |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you |get back, gotta get back|you gotta get back home to you