Þriðjudagur, 11. desember 2007
Ég skrifaði einu sinni um að mig langaði að finna "heim". Eva kommentaði á færsluna og sagðist ekki trúa að þetta "heim" væri til. Ég hef fundið þessa tilfinningu þannig að ég veit að hún er til, kannski langaði mig bara svo að finna hana að ég fann hana á röngum stað.
Ég held að Eva sé búin að upplifa það sem ég var að meina. Ég var búin að blokkera þessa hugsun - hætt að hlusta á hana - en þegar ég sat í bílnum mínum á leiðinni í vinnuna í morgun og heyrði þetta lag, varð ég svolítið blá. Mér finnst þetta fallegt lag og ég trúi að ég finni þetta líka einhvertíma, veit bara ekki hvenær... and I wanna go home.
Home
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Maybe surrounded by
A million people I..
still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, 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?”
Well 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
Mmmm, I’ve 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 even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, 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 will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home