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Wednesday, 20 August 2008

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home



May be surrounded by
A million people I

Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home

Oh, I miss you, you know....



Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know

But I wanna go home

Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far
from where you are

I wanna come home



So it doesn't describe my feelings pefectly, but I can't help it really. I didn't write the song. ANd I'm not goign towrite my own song.... It's cheesy that I feel this way, but I have been struggling a bit. I just want to put down roots, to settle, and be able to call somewhere HOME without hesitation, and with joy in my heart (hence the "I wanna go home thing", you know? but yeah, the song isn't perfectly descriptive of how I feel. But if I AM missing anybody that much to be singing about them right now, it's God). But I haven't been able to do that truly for a long time.


The words to that song are just a bit how I feel. I always say "I wanna go home!" My sister laughs at this song and calls it "my" song. But it's so true, because half the time when I say those silly, half-whiny, half-joking, but wholly-pathetic words, I am at home. Or the place I call home at the moment.


Anybody get this? It's frustrating. What do you do?

And don't even say "pray"!

....haha :)

2 comments:

Rebekah said...

Oh Rosie, I was just thinking of this song the other day. How I always thought of it when things were rough in England. And now when I think of it, it's about getting back to England. I completely understand how you feel. Probably lots of people do. Have you ever heard a little kid crying for their mommy to hold them while they are being held tightly in their mother's arms? I have, lots of times. This is a feeling we're all familiar with. I wish I could tell you what to do about it, but I'm not sure myself. The answer is probably... pray. But I also understand not wanting to be told that. Not to be too cheesy, but don't forget you are loved and missed down here in North Carolina.

Bethany said...

pray! hehe
I'm sorry my dear. That sounds rough. I'll be praying for you. Maybe I'll call you on Sat?