Call It Home

If home’s where the heart is
Then I’ve lost my way
So desperate to find it
In some time or place
All these doors I kept open
How would I have known
That I was just waiting
When part of a whole
Oh ah woah oh oh
Oh ah woah oh oh
Once I was a sailor
On the open sea
No certain direction
Oh, that I would seek
It didn’t take me by storm
Or capsize my fleet
Just smoothed out my sails
With a gentle breeze
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh
Once I was a fire
Burning out of control
And now you’ve come and soothed me
To a gentle glow
This light that we live in
Is so warm and bright
Oh, it opens my day
And shines through the night
Oh a woah oh oh
There’s a fire in the attic
Oh a woah oh oh
There’s an ocean below
Oh a woah oh oh
But this house is still standing
Oh a woah oh oh
So long as we call it home
If there was a time that
Was supposed to pass
Before love should be mentioned
Or treated as fact
Well it never took notice
It passed over me
You came as naturally
As learning to breathe
Oh a woah oh oh
There’s a fire in the attic
Oh a woah oh oh
There’s an ocean below
Oh a woah oh oh
But this house is still standing
Oh a woah oh oh
So long as we call it home
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh
Oh a woah oh oh