Traveling round the world
My feet will tell me where to go
I’m not afraid to step outside
And see the world for what it is
Spending all my time with
People that I barely know
You may have thought that I was lost
When all I need is room to grow
I’m coming home to put a flower in your hair
Thought you should know there ain’t no place I’d rather be instead
Sometimes I feel alone
You know it’s me and my guitar
We’re looking up at all them stars
Singing, where are we supposed to go now
Ruthless little lady, tell me what you mean to me
And I’ll build a house in Byron Bay
If that’s exactly where you’ll be
I’m coming home to put a flower in your hair
Thought you should know there ain’t no place I’d rather be instead
I’m coming home to put a flower in your hair
Thought you should know they’re ain’t no place I’d rather be instead
