Home

Well, damn if this don't feel like home again

Walking these streets again

Still feels like home

Faces and places I recognize

I didn't realize

This was my home

And why did I leave?

To be practical

Got to be practical

Most people are

Now I lead a life quite conventional

When unconventional's what's in my heart

I used to belong here

Didn't I

Used to break my bread here

Didn't I

Used to lay my head here

Didn't I?

Didn't I?

Didn't I?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?

Well damn, it's good seeing your face, I mean

In spite of the space between

You've always been right here

Was I so afraid of how I was made

I had to run away

Instead of staying right here?

Well, maybe I'm scared to be satisfied

I should be satisfied

Most people are

But how can I lead a life quite conventional

When unconventional's what's in my heart?

I used to belong here

Didn't I

Used to break my bread here

Didn't I

Used to lay my head here

Didn't I?

Didn't I?

Didn't I?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?

City lights shine

Through a wall made of glass

They beckon me onward

But I can't get past

Stuck staring at where

I know I'm supposed to be

Haaaaa...

I used to belong here

Didn't I

Used to break my bread here

Didn't I

Used to lay my head here

Didn't I?

Didn't I?

Didn't I?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?

Didn't I call this home?