The Home Song Lyrics - Molly Nilsson

The birds fly south in November 

But i go north in December 

To see my family 

They're nice to me 

We eat and talk and drink coffee 

And while i'm up there, i think 

Maybe this is where i belong 

But when i get back home, i think 

No i was probably wrong 

This is the home song 

This is the home song 

They say, home is where the heart is 

You carry it with you, impossible to miss 

Some people want to be like birds 

And fly over earth 

But i want to be a whale 

The whale goes places no one has ever been 

The whale goes places no one has ever been