Home Is Where the Heart Is

Lying here beside me, she kisses me once

I try to reach to find her but she’s lost, lost

Thieves on the rooftops, police on the streets

Sometimes I can barely get to sleep

Come down from Jamaica, tired and sore

Why wake up at all when I can dream some more

Lying in the sunshine, a wound in my side

Knights are heading for me, ride, ride

Home is where the heart is

Home is where the heart is

Home is where the heart is

Home is where the heart is