Homesick

《homesick》 Kings Of Convenience

I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy

But I can't stop listening to the sound

Of two soft voices

Blended in perfection

From the reels of this record that I've found

Every day there's a boy in the mirror asking me:

What are you doing here

Finding all my previous motives

Growing increasingly unclear

I've traveled far and I've burned all the bridges

I believed as soon as I hit land

All the other options held before me

Would wither in the light of my plan

So I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy

But there's only one thing on my mind

Searching boxes underneath the counter

On a chance that on a tape I'd find:

A song for someone who needs somewhere to long for

Homesick

Because I no longer know where home is