Well, I've been to Wyoming
But only for a minute
I saw thunder and lightning
I was scared I'd get caught in it
On my way to Colorado
Which was a week or two of heat stroke
Before I moved on to Nevada
I didn't find what I was after
I wanna go home, home
And I've been to Hawaii
But I peeled off the memory
Like the sunburn on my body
From the California valley
I grew up near Seattle
But I think it made me older
Cause I loved somebody there once
But I didn't really know her
So I ran to New York City
I wish I took her with me
But instead I just went missing
I couldn't find my body
I wanna go home, home
I hid out in the desert
Been here a year or two now
But I'm starting to get tired
And I might be all dried out
So I'm heading to Alaska
'Cause I want to meet my maker
And I think that's where I'll find her
In the face of Mother Nature
They say not to meet your idols
But I know something they don't
If you sneak up on 'em quietly
Then you might be surprised to see
The person behind the curtain
The curtain we weave of hope
We need the hope 'cause we're uncertain
Certainly we're made of sterner stuff
So I hope I meet my maker
And my maker calls my bluff
I wanna go home, home
I wanna go home, home
