I played the fool today
and I can see us vanishing into the crowd
longing for home again,
but home is a feeling I've buried in you
 [bad word] 
I'm alright. 
I'm alright.
it only hurts 
when I breathe

I can't ask for things to be still again
and I can't ask for you
to offer the world through your eyes
longing for home again,
but home is a feeling I've buried in you

I'm alright. 
I'm alright.
it only hurts 
when I breathe

My window through which nothing hides 
and everything sings
I'm counting the signs 
and cursing the miles in between

but home is a feeling I've buried in you
that I've buried in you