Click my dirty heels again, send me off to where I belong
the uttered lines, insinuations, serving just to save these two.
For the maps will never know which way I need to go
and the father in my heart speaking softly "Is it anything at all to be located anywhere for good?"
Seems whatever mode I take, the next place still registers as home
find a job and an apartment, soon enough I'm crushing too
Seems that I can never choose, anything to do
and the mother in my heart weeping softly "Will you really choose a place that's keeping me so far from you?"