Lirik Coming Home Nct U Novels & Stories

'Strangers Killing my lonely nights with strangers And when they leave, I go back to our song, I hold on I, I, oh I Hurts like heaven, lost in the sound Buzz-cut season like you're still around Can't unmiss you and I need you now Yeah, I, I, oh I, yeah' 'I'm so tired of love songs, tired of love songs Tired of love songs, tired of love Just wanna go home, wanna go home Wanna go home, whoa So tired of love songs, tired of love songs Tired of love songs, tired of love Just wanna go home, wanna go home Wanna go home, whoa' 'I'm so tired of love songs, tired of love songs (someone take me home) Tired of love songs, tired of love Just wanna go home, wanna go home ('cause I can't be alone)

END OF THE ROAD “I’m going out for a company dinner,” I told my parents who were looking at me wearing a blue body-hugging dress that ends two inches above my knees. Mom and Dad smiled at me. “Sure, honey. You should go and have fun with your colleagues,” Dad said. I bet they are happy now that I have got accepted in their company of choice. I smiled and turned to leave. “What time are you going home, Nique?” Eurick asked me before I could close the door.

Two days later, with the household staff holding me for support, I walked into the Gray family's memorial hall. I sat weakly on a chair while Walter crawled across the floor, looking like a wretched mess. His entire body was covered in wounds and blood. Even his clothes were completely destroyed. It looked like he had suffered a lot in the last few days, most likely having been given a good beating. When he saw me, his eyes flickered with emotion. As for me, I felt a surge of rage when I saw his face. He had killed my child and livestreamed my suffering online.

Of all the things I felt but never really shown Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go I should not ever let you go, oh oh oh It’s not over tonight Just give me one more chance to make it right I may not make it through the night I won’t go home without you It’s not over tonight Just give me one more chance to make it right I may not make it through the night I won’t go home without you And I won’t go home without you And I won’t go home without you And I won’t go home without you...

Biting my lower lip, I slowly push myself away from the crowds. Could you, could you come back Come back together Pull yourself on the band And see us forever My mouth parted in awe as I slowly turn my head to the stage. His voice stopped me from my tracks. Ironic how his voice along with the lyrics of the song made me stay. Could you, could you come home Come home forever Surely things on the band Keep us together It’s like he was begging from the way he deliver the song. I gulp when I met his pair of grey eyes again. I held my breath when he licked his lower lip and grin. I ignored the shouts of those around me and all I could do was to stare at him.

She tapped on it and saw a video that was shot in the home she'd put a lot of effort into decorating. The video started with a scene in the kitchen, where Elijah—handsome and sophisticated-looking—was smiling to the camera. "Hungry already, you greedy bunny? Your favorite grilled ribs are almost ready." Juliette, the person taking the video, said coyly, "Let me try a piece! I want to see if you added too much salt again." With an exasperated yet doting expression, Elijah picked up a piece of meat and blew on it lightly before feeding it to Juliette. "Careful. It's hot."