Lyrics

HOME

Everybody's got a place that they call home
It might be a box or a castle or a funky flat in Rome
A place where life can simply pass you by
And you don't even have to stop and think and wonder why

Now the road is growing and the fields are spreading far
And each day sails away because that is exactly who you are
And the fields spill into the oceans as the salt dries on your face
And you close your eyes it's no wonder why it takes you back to that special place.

Home I'm going home, yes I'm going home.
Hey lie bye and bye, souls shine I and I, oh my, oh my, no wasted time.

Home I'm going home, yes I'm going home.