Where have I failed to be more than expected by you all? I've never seen you before, still I recognize you. When I find myself alone on a Saturday morning, I think about a place called home. Trying to rest my head I picture you're there, but I find no one! Thinking about you now I know I am scared to death. Where will I feel at home instead of being a tourist? I should get myself a drink and break this room. I, alone. While you're singing all my songs. I go on and miss you more. I miss you more and more. Trying to rest my head I picture you're there, but I find no one. Thinking about you now I know I am scared to death. I'm scared to death.