It seems my secrets have secrets too,
And lately I've been running out of glue-
To keep them from falling apart-
Take this to heart.
No matter how cold your winters get,
Or how tired you grow of this movie set,
You have a place to call your own-
That no one can ever take from you.
(No one can ever take from you.)
All my bu*tons grow-
(All my bu*tons grow-)
And my weakness shows-
(And my weakness shows-)
That I don't quite know-
(That I don't quite know-)
Which road to follow.
If I make it through,
And come back to you,
Then I'll surely know-
This place is now my home.