They say that home is where the heart is. I guess I haven't found my home. And we keep driving round in circles. Afraid to call this place our home. And are we there yet? They say there's linings made of silver. Folded inside each raining cloud. Well we need someone to deliver our silver lining now. And are we there yet? And are we there yet? And are we there yet? Home, home, home. Home, home, home. They say you're really not somebody. Until somebody else loves you. Well I am waiting to make somebody, somebody soon. And are we there yet? And are we there yet? And are we there yet? Home, home, home. Home, home, home. Home where you will lie on the rug. While I play with the dog. And it won't be too much. Cause this is too much. Cause this is too much for me to hold. This is too much for me to hold. Home, home, home. And are we there yet? And are we there yet? And are we there yet? Home, home, home. Home, home, home. And are we there yet? And are we there yet? And are we there yet? And are we there? Home, home, home.