Текст песни This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody) - David Byrne

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