Think I'm afraid of the future Don't know what I'm holding on to And I'm looking at the street outside my window Wondering which road I should run to Will you take me to the city I call my home? Don't care if it's up in the L.A. or maybe Stockholm I just want to feel at home, at home I just want to feel at home, at home And I'm stranger in my own bed Just locked in a moment I fell in two But I gave myself a hard time for a reason I'm searching for something, something new Will you take me to the city I call my home? Don't care if it's up in the L.A. or maybe Stockholm I just want to feel at home, at home I just want to feel at home, at home Where will I go? What will I see? Where will I go? Where will I go? Where will I go? What will I see? Where will I go? Will you take me to the city I call my home? Don't care if it's up in the L.A. or maybe Stockholm I just want to feel at home, at home I just want to feel at home, at home