on our way home

oh I wish

I have the answer

to the question I have in my head

but no matter what it may be

at the end of the night

you take me home

but I do

know the answer

to the question I have in my heart

but I am too scared to say

I have the truth all at once

on our way home

here we are

so close to my house

I’m not prepared for this particular part

coz there’re so many things

that I want you to know

but it’s only if you

promise that you’ll be true

beautiful night

I love this sight

you and those dancing street light

to hold you by the hand

must be first be in demand

and I understand

this feeling is grand

so here we are

at the end of the night

how long is one last cigerette

before we say goodbye

trust me I know

I just couldn’t lie anymore

that you are my home

oh am I your home?