I know I might not see her Again another night So she handed me her red scarf And a light She told me about her father And the girls she used to date The hate towards the rich folk And her pain A taste of what could’ve been To this world you’re not a stranger, afforded luck But a temporary friend, I know A hurricane and who can blame her, called their bluff Seasons running to an end Till next time, I gotta go Home Home A foreign conversation In a pool bar that she liked Life throws a secret message When it's time I’d offer her the tarots To see the road ahead But I know she’s gonna find out on her own To this world you’re not a stranger, afforded luck But a temporary friend, I know A hurricane and who can blame her, called their bluff Seasons running to an end Till next time, I gotta go Ooh Home Home