This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody) - Live

The first place I called home
 Was a roadhouse in Barton, Scotland
 I never saw it, I don't remember it
 And it doesn't exist anymore
 The next place I called home
 Was a little suburban house in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
 It got torn down when they built a condominium
 Then we moved to another little suburban house in Baltimore
 And that got torn down when I-95 went through
 Then we moved to a nicer suburban house in Baltimore
 That got torn down when they put in a parking lot
 Home is where I want to be
 Pick me up and turn me around
 I feel numb, burn with a weak heart
 I guess I must be having fun
 The less we say about it, the better
 Make it up as we go along
 Feet on the ground, head in the sky
 It's okay, I know nothing's wrong, nothing
 Hi, we got plenty of time
 Hi, 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 goodnight, say goodnight
 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
 I can't tell one from the other
 I find you, or you find me?
 There was a time before we were born
 If someone asks, this is where I'll be, where I'll be
 Hi, we drift in and out
 Hi, sing into my mouth
 Out of all those kinds of people
 You got a face with a view
 I'm just an animal looking for a home
 And share the same space for a minute or two
 And you love me 'til my heart stops
 Love me 'til I'm dead
 Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
 Cover up the blank spots, hit me on the head
 I got, "Ooh-ooh-ooh"
 Yeah