And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believe in me

I snatched all of the clothes I could find in his room and stuffed them into my duffle bag, then crawled out the window into the cool, fall night.

I sprinted down the street to the bus terminal and caught the last bus of the evening, then got off and pushed my way through the terminal.

During his baggage check, I heard your voice ringing through my head.

'Troy please, don't go!'

'I have to, it's my dream.'

'No, please!' You begged and pleaded with me but I was too pigheaded to listen.

Finally I get onto the plane and slump down into my seat, trying not to get too impatient with the slow take off.

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

I look through the windows of the small plane and see your beautiful eyes gazing back at me. I shake me head, trying to clear it, and see you standing, crying, watching me leave and make the biggest mistake of my life.

How I long to be back with you already, to take you in my arms and hold you until dusk fades to dawn and the only thing that matters in the world is you.

Finally the plane lands and I scurry off of it, gripping my bag and hail a cab. As we whiz down the deserted streets and imagine reuniting with you finally. Your voice echoes through my hollow brain, 'Troy, please, I love you! Don't you understand!'

I couldn't bring myself to say it back; it would hurt too much for both of us.

And I'm surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

You were right, I did make a mistake, and I should never have left you.

I really am an idiot. I didn't belong with all of those idiots in Arizona, I belong with you. And I feel like a moron for taking so long to realize that.

They say I'm a fool for love, but baby, I'm just a fool for you.

The cab stops at your house and I jump out, not caring that it's the middle of the night and you're probably in bed.

I bound up the steps and knock on your door. It takes a few minutes, but you still come down and break the wooden barrier that separates us.

Your tired eyes widen in surprise at seeing me standing on your doorstep and frankly, I don't blame you.

I take you in my arms and dip you down, attacking your lips with my own, like a dehydrated man who is finally given water.

Finally I feel whole. You break the kiss and lock your brown eyes onto mine. I know what you're expecting and I finally am able to say it.

"I love you, Sharpay."

Let me go home
I've had my run
Baby, I'm done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all right
I'll be home tonight
I'm coming back home

I needed to write something or else I thought I would die, so I wrote this cheesy little oneshot. Hope you liked it, please review! Song is Home by Michael Buble