I know where the forks are in many houses

I know which light switch brightens what room

I could tell you how many stairs on each staircase

But I couldn't tell you which I'd choose

These houses never feel like home

These houses never make me feel safe

Every where I go there is too much chaos

And I never know how to keep myself sane

Raised voices, they always echo

Raised voices travel through the walls

And it seems I can't escape them

Even from down different halls

So I'll lie my head on many pillows

So I'll sing myself to sleep alone

Hoping that one day four walls will greet me

With, "Hello, welcome home."