Are We There Yet

They say that home is where the heart is.

I guess I haven't found my home.

And we keep driving 'round in circles,

afraid to call this place our own.

And are we there yet?

They say there's linings made of silver

folded inside each raining cloud.

Well, we need someone to deliver

our silver lining now.

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

Home, home, home.

Home, home, home.

Mm.

They say you're really not somebody

until somebody else loves you.

Well, I am waiting to make somebody somebody soon.

Mm.

home, where you

lie on the rug

while I

play with the dog.

And it won't be too much 'cause this is too much,

'cause this is too much for me to hold.

This is too much for me to hold.

Oh.

Ooh.

Home, home, home.

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

Home, home, home.

Home, home, home.

Home.

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

And are we there?