Honey I just can't get around it anymore 
You make me feel like home is where you are 
And baby I just can't run around it every morn’n 
It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are 

Notes in my drawers, songs in my pockets, 
Fragments of letters that you sent, 
Leftover phone calls, cologne in the bath 
I still have that bottle of Rosé 

Staring at your photograph, tryin’ to take it down 
There’s still a stirring in my heart 

And honey I just can't get around it anymore 
You make me feel like home is where you are 
And baby I just can't run around it every morn’n 
It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are 

I’ve never been to half of these places 
But your postcard collection makes me crave 
A little space, a little ways out of the city to the grace of another land, another tongue, another time 

Staring at your photograph, I can’t take it down 
There’s still a fire in me yet 

Honey I just can't get around it anymore 
You make me feel like home is where you are 
And baby I just can't run around it every morn’n 
It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are 

Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore 
You make me feel like home is where you are 
Baby I just can't run around it every morn’n 
It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are 

Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore 
You make me feel like home is where you are 
Baby I just can't run around it every morn’n 
It’s time that I believe it, home is where you are 

Honey I just can’t 
You better believe yeah