Looked in the ocean, looked in the sea
Found her often watching for me
Left the door open, left the door wide
And she often kept it inside, oh
And if youre badder than fact phone z
Phend it back to me
Sitting front pitter badder than b
Even badder than phint to phone badder
Than the patter in friends
Who gutter the prat
The friday on the patter you plumped
Youre getting thrown even badder than bomb
Dont trust
If you dont, then your fighting for what?
Were fighting for a place we can call home
Looking for a way not to be alone
Were fighting for a place we can call home
Looking for a way not to be alone
Not to be alone
Da na na, da na-na, na na, na-na, na na na na
Da na na, da na-na, na na, na-na, na na na na
Da na na, da na-na, na na, na-na, na na na na
Da na na, da na-na, na na, na-na, na na na na
Da na na, na-na na
Were fighting for a place we can call home
Looking for a way not to be alone
Were fighting for a place we can call home
Looking for a way not to be alone
Not to be alone