Packing My Bags

Sitting on my bed packing my bags
Hoping that someone calls me back
Planning my next trip on a map
Alone I’m travelling around the world
I would wish that someone asked me to stay
Because I’m getting tired of walking away
My only destination is hope
And I’m missing home
I love the adventures that I have
I’d just like to have a place to come back
A warm house with friends to tell them my stories
Yes I’d really like someone to call me back
Next time I pack my bags
Do you know how it feels to travel non stop
To live in a train with nowhere to go
And everybody knows me 'round the globe
But when I’m down I’ve got nowhere to go
The sun and the moon are my only friends
Oh I really need a home
My plane goes in an hour and I have to go
But I’ll leave you this short letter just to let you know
That I would like you to be my home
To take you every where I go
So if you come with me I’ll never leave you alone
And if we find our place we’ll build a home
And tell our friends the stories of our journey
Please come with me
I love the adventures that I have
I’d just like someone to hold my hand
Next time I pack my bags