Some people live in a house on the hill

And wish they were some place else

There’s nobody there

When the evening is still

Secrets with no one to tell

Some I have known have a ship where they sleep with sounds of rocks on the coast

They sail over oceans five fathoms deep

But can’t find what they want the most

Even now when I’m alone

I’ve always known with you

I am home

Some live in towns

Cardboard shack on concrete

All bluster and bustling life

They search for the color you can never quite see

Cause it’s all white on white

For me it’s a glance and the smile on your face the touch of your hands,

And an honest embrace

For where I lay it’s you I keep,

This changing world I fall asleep

With you all I know is I’m coming home