A                                  E
Oh well your smell's forever stored up near the tip top of my spine
        D                              E
I'll be not forever yours if you'll be not forever mine
             A                                         E
And when we hold hands under starlight tomorrow’s the last thing on my mind
         D                   E                     A
When we kiss goodnight oh I think I'll sleep just fine


[Chorus]
D                              A
There are many places to call home
      E                              D
This van, your arms, or anywhere I find to be alone
  D                                  A
People are like vines and not like stone
          E                                           A
We're surprised to look back and see how much we've grown


[Verse 2]
          A                                               E
Well by now we have learned better then to try and hold our tongues
      D                                  E
Because if we are too careful the best songs are left unsung
          A                               E
We push words of past and passion through our tiny soot-filled lungs
         D                   E                A
Four track tape machines and we've only just begun


[Chorus]
D                              A
There are many places to call home
      E                                           D
The night sky's a good one 'cause it's there whenever you may roam
  D                                      A
Orion's just as bright as it was on our bike ride six nights ago
          E                                        A
Buildings are furniture in a great big residential zone


[Verse 3]
   A                                  E
Last night's conversation now it's very plain to see
      D                                    E
The way that I miss him's the same as the way that he misses me
       A                           E
And it does make me feel better to know we both agree
         D                   E               A
The best way to love someone is to set them free


[Chorus]
D                              A
There are many places to call home
      E                                      D
Cliché words on the the lips of every lover when they find they've been left alone
  D                              A
Journals of our past and of the places and people we've known
          E                                     A
And palettes to paint our futures to make them our own