He calls me to the ocean
Takes me wandering through the street
A restless imagination
But for now I move my feet on the ground'Cause I feel like going homeI can float above the ceiling
I like drifting through the air
I tend to lose my concentration
But right now the clouds don't appeal too muchI feel like going homeSometimes late at night while running from the rain
Running from the voices filling up my brain
Now I wish they'd leave me alone
And let me be, to go off on my own
Let me be to go home
I feel like going home
