Home (Zane)

Put me on a train, Take me away. If it’s Rome, London, Paris or Amsterdam. Wherever I am, I’ll call it home. Let me fly far and high, take me across the sky’s. To distant lands and unseen worlds. Let me go Home, Home is wherever I’m with you. “Hey, do you remember sitting next to me in the bus? That moment you laid your head on my shoulder that’s when I knew, that’s when I started loving you. Or maybe it was a dream?” New York, Venice, and Mexico that’s where I want to take you. Follow me into the dark, through the forest onto a hill. We’ll sit there and watch the sun rise. Step with me onto a boat, and sail with me through the canals. Venice is nice, but not as nice as you. “You know, I never liked Holland, I don’t want to die here, you are my world. So take me home, home is wherever I’m with you.” Madrid, Florence and Tokyo. “Darling, pack your bags, tonight we drive away, tonight we escape, free until we die!” Home, let me go home, home is wherever I’m with you.