Description
It seems that this is what happiness sounds like when it doesn't require geolocation. Here, home is not walls and a roof, but laughter, the smell of pie, and a stranger's hand that holds you tight even in chaos. It's ridiculously simple: you can get lost in the park, wander among waterfalls, or call from an ancient pay phone - and still be right where you belong. Because place isn't about where you are, but who you're with. And when there's so much light in your life, even shouting “Holy moly!” sounds less like surprise and more like gratitude.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my Ma' and Pa'
Not the way that I do love you
Well, holy moly, me oh my, you're the apple of my eye
Girl, I've never loved one like you
Man, oh, man, you're my best friend, I scream it to the nothingness
There ain't nothing that I need
Well, hot and heavy pumpkin pie, chocolate candy, Jesus Christ
Ain't nothing please me more than you
Oh, home, let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you
Oh, home, let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you
La-la-la-la, take me home
Mother, I'm coming home
I'll follow you into the park, through the jungle, through the dark
Girl, I never loved one like you
Moats and boats and waterfalls, alleyways and pay phone calls
I been everywhere with you
We laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night
Nothing new is sweeter than with you
And in the streets, we run afree, like it's only you and me
Geez, you're something to see
Oh, home, let me come home
Home is whenever I'm with you
Oh, home, let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you
Home, let me come home
Home is whenever I'm with you
Oh, home, let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you