Home

This song reminds me of when I was in college, and on a trip for several weeks to the Yucatan in Mexico. A stranger amongst different people, a different language, a different culture, I remember walking by myself up to an abandoned, vine covered, fenced-off building in Merida, Mexico, which turned out to be an old abandoned U.S. Consulate office, and gripping the fence, staring at the building and its signs, and just thinking about home....


Home
Michael Buble

Another summer day
has come and gone away
in Paris or Rome...
but I wanna go home
mmmm...home

I may be surrounded by
a million people I
still feel all alone
just wanna go home
I miss you, you know

And I've been keeping all the letters
that I wrote to you,
each one a line or two
I'm fine baby, how are you?
I would send them, but I know that it's just not enough
my words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane, another sunny place,
I'm lucky I know
but I wanna go home
I got to go home

Let me go home

I'm just too far, from where you are
I wanna come home


And I feel just like I'm living
someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
when everything was going right,
And I know just why you could not come along with me,
this was not your dream
but you always believed in me...

Another winter day
has come and gone away
in either Paris or Rome
and I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I'm surrounded by
a million people I
still feel alone
Let me go home
I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I've had my run,
baby I'm done
I gotta go home

Let me go home
it'll all be alright,
I'll be home tonight
I'm coming back home