My very first breaths I was taking in Cape Town,
Feeling alive, making friends.
The South-Easter's blowing, the sun's on my face. 
This is my home, it’s such fun. 

In my heart, I am a South African girl, full of colour, full of joy. 
That’s my rhythm, that’s my beat. Oh, that’s my home. 

The mist is lifting, the sun's breaking through, 
Revealing my favourite shape: 
The mountain is glowing against the blue, blue skies, 
The ocean is calling me. 

In my heart, I am a South African girl, full of colour, full of joy. 
That’s my rhythm, that’s my beat. Oh, that’s my home. 

I’ve been missing you so, traveling far, traveling wide. 
But now I’m back. I’m back here where I belong. 

In my heart, I am a South African girl, full of colour, full of joy. 
That’s my rhythm, that’s my beat. Oh, that’s my home. 
In my heart, I am a South African girl, full of colour, full of joy. 
That’s my rhythm, that’s my beat. Oh, that’s my home.