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A summer evening; I walk past the window, 
Baby's crying; Someone's cooking dinner; 
There's laughter on the TV 
Someone's learning the violin. 
How at home, it heals 
At times like this, I feel that... 

I would like to live like anybody else 
In one place 
And I could be happy and fulfilled 
In one place 

So I get the map out 
And draw a line of where we've been 
It goes thru sea and sky 
Twenty-five planes this year 
And it's only July... 
This is not some Bible, like on the road 
It's just a song about coming home 
And whether... 

I would like to live like anybody else 
In one place 
And I could be happy and fulfilled 
In one place 

And you know that I have found 
That I'm happiest weaving from town to town 
And you know Bruce said 
we should keep moving 'round 
Maybe we all get too tied down, I don't know 
Hell, I don't know 
I'm happy to be home (Still alive) 
Happy to be home... 

In the end, if you take care 
You can be happy or unhappy anywhere 

And I think we maybe all rely too much 
On one place 
I know I never would deny the need 
For one place 

So I get the map out (get the map out) 
Yeah I get the map out (get the map out) 
C'mon, get the map out (get the map out) 
Get the map out (get the map out)

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