I want a home Not just a place to lay my head I want a home Where someone’s sleeping in my bed A tap that drips in perfect time with all my peaceful dreams I want a home Somewhere to belong I want a home I’ve been moving far too long Jumble sales and bicycles and books I’ve never read I want a home Shroud me in the night I want a home The cracks will only show the light The dawn, the birds, the empty streets and rain upon the ground Oh, I’ve lived a life for people I have known Holding on while others’ hopes become my own I want a home Not just a place to lay my head I want a home Where someone’s sleeping in my bed