It's not home
And it's not Tara
In fact, do I know you?
Have I been here before?
This is a dream, right?
Déjà vu
Did I come here on my own?

Oh I see
Welcome to the room, Sara, for Scarlett
Welcome to the choir, sir

Ooh
Missionary
Well, I will be different
When I get back
And you can take all of the credit
You say everything's fine, baby
But sometimes at night

Where the first cut is the deepest one of all (Scarlett)
(First cut is the deepest one of all)
And the second one
Well it's a worthless thing, so take it all the way back home
Take it home

Ooh, downstairs where the big old house is mine
Ooh, upstairs where the stars laugh and shine
Oh, oh, well I thought that you were mine
Well, I thought that you were mine (you were mine)

Welcome to the room, Sara, Sara (for Scarlett)
Welcome to the choir, sir
Well of course it was a problem (for Scarlett)

Front line, baby
Well you held her prisoner
And after all these years
Well as well as you knew her (welcome)

In the never forgotten words (never forgotten words)
of another one of your friends
In the never forgotten words (never forgotten words)
of another one of your friends, baby

When you hang up that phone
Well, you cease to exist
Welcome to the room, Sara
Welcome
Welcome to the room everyone

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Stephanie Nicks