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 'Cause this is too much 'Cause 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?