Home

I left my home and set to roam
As far away as I could have gone
Burt my heart longed for so much more
So I found myself on a foreign shore

But there ain't no place that I'd rather be
Then anywhere in this old world with you lying next to me

Sins were sown in San Antone
So I travelled south far as I could have gone
I found myself with an Argentine
At the business end of a bottle of a wine

But there ain't no place that I would rather be
Than on the world's slowest boat to Italy
Yeah there ain't no place that I would rather be
Then anywhere in this mean old world with you lying next to me
With you lying next to me

I stumbled round nearly every town
I've played the fool yeah I've been around
I lost my mind in Palestine
I've acted completely byzantine
Down the corridors of Ecuador
I ran afoul I know the score
But of all the faces that I have known
Your's is the only one that feels like home

Cause there ain't no place that I would rather be
Than on the world's slowest boat to Italy
Yeah there ain't no place that I would rather be
Then anywhere in this old world with you lying next to me
You lying next to me
You lying next to me
You next to me
You lying next to me
You lying next to me
You next to me
You lying next to me
You lying next to me