finding home

when i'm with you i hope that you'll come through and someday i'll have you again
when i think of you i wonder how you do how you get through on the day to day
but i know you and i know too that when i'm with you i won't be ok
so i am alone she says i'm finding home i guess it could be true, true in its way
meanwhile i check my phone waiting for your missed call
and you say i should roam find my way out west



so now theres me and you
and everyone we know
and we don't have
anywhere to go
we are lacking homes
we are out alone
on and on and on we roam
everyone i know