This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody) Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox (Ft. Sara Niemietz)

Home
Is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb
Born with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun

The less we say about it, the better
We'll make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's okay, I know nothing's wrong
Nothing

Oh
I got plenty of time
Oh
You got light in your eyes

And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money, always for love
Cover up and say good night
Say good night

Home
Is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home
She lifted up her wings
I guess that this must be the place