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《Home Is Where I Park》
I’ve slept in twenty different beds
Under twenty different skies
I’ve seen the sunrise from the east
And watched it set from other eyes
And people ask me, “Where’s your home?”
I point to the road and say, “I roam”
But that’s not quite the truth, you see
Home is not a place to me
Home is where I park my car
Home is where the headlights are
Home is where I close my eyes
And wake up under different skies
Home is not a house with walls
Home is the feeling when the highway calls
Home is where I park tonight
And everything is all right
Last week I slept by a riverbed
Tonight it’s a rest stop instead
Last month I was by the coast
Tomorrow I’ll be where I love the most
I carry everything I need
In the backseat, a bag of seed
For planting roots that never grow
Because I like the go, the go, the go
Home is where I park my car
Home is where the headlights are
Home is where I close my eyes
And wake up under different skies
Home is not a house with walls
Home is the feeling when the highway calls
Home is where I park tonight
And everything is all right
Maybe one day I’ll settle down
Buy a house in a quiet town
But right now, the road’s my bed
And the sky’s the roof above my head
Home is where I park (Home is where I park)
Home is where my heart (Home is where my heart)
Home is where the wheels stop spinning
And the new day is beginning
Home is not a place, it’s a feeling
Home is the road that keeps on healing
Home is where I park tonight
And everything…
Everything…
Is all right.
Home is where I park…
Home is where I park…
Turn the key…
Here we go again…