Are We There Yet - Ingrid Michaelson

They say that home is where the heart is I guess I haven’t found my home

And we keep driving round in circles

Afraid to call this place our own.

And are we there yet?

They say there’s linings made of silver

Folded inside each raining cloud

Well we need someone to deliver

Our silver lining now

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

Home, home, home

Home, home, home

They say you’re really not somebody

Until somebody else loves you

Well I am waiting to make somebody somebody

Soon

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

Home, home, home.

Home, home, home.

Where you will lie on the rug

While I play with the dog

And it won’t be too much

Cuz' this is too much

Cuz' this is too much for me to hold

This is too much for me to hold

Home, home, home

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

Home, home, home

Home, home, home

Home

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

And are we there yet?

And are we there?