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作曲 : Neil Hannon
Another round of interviews
Another pointless party
I really should be getting home
They say that's where the heart is
The taxi driver asks me
Where I'd like to go
And suddenly I'm unsure
Suddenly I just don't know
Where do I call home
It's where the heart is
Yes, I've had a good life
But still I can't help wondering
If I'd gone a different road
What would have become of me
In another universe
Am I still living there
A bored suburban house-wife
Slowly tearing out her hair
Who can't escape her home
It's where the heart is
A certain taste of liquorice
The sound of jackdaws in the trees
The smell of silver polish
Walking dormant memories
Why now after all this time
Is it flooding back to me
No one said, "come back to me
Back where you belong
It's time that you came home"
It's where the heart is
Skipping ropes and pipe-smoke
Church bells on a Sunday
Marmalade on cold toast
Endless summer holidays
The hay-rides in the trailor
The mad dash for the sea
The bitter taste of failure
The thrill of victory
I never will be home