Daylight filters through and I am restless againnMy mind is on fast forward through a hundred different plansnbut I lie stillnremembering I'mnHome againnI told myself that it was over, never againnMotion is seductive and how can I resist?nFeeling rebornnwhen I returnnHome againnI'm out of synchnand at these times I feel most alivenBut in the endnwe're reabsorbednHome againn(I'm never going out againnall I have is here)