Home

Here I come to find myself, catch the tide,
Looking for a peace at the end of the line.
Sometimes I can’t help myself, fever’s high,
I’m all at sea and so unwise.
I’m so afraid I’ll lose your love, as time goes by,
But courage is a fire and a beacon so bright.
The sunset built a memory, our love sign,
And all at sea we come alive.
Will I wash away, turning like a stone?
I need a place where I belong.
Call a setting sun to throw me down a rope
And take me to a place called home.
I close my eyes, I know you’re there, love of mine,
Standing on the shore in a world I design.
The sunset fires a lonely flare into the sky,
And all at sea we say goodbye.
Will I wash away, turning like a stone?
I need a place where I belong.
Call a setting sun to throw me down a rope
And take me to a place called home.
Looking for a place called home.