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Talking Heads - This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody) [Stop Making Sense]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LAUREL
LAUREL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Byrne
David Byrne
Songwriter
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Composer
Christopher Frantz
Christopher Frantz
Songwriter
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Songwriter

Lyrics

Home is where I wanna be
Pick me up and turn me 'round
I feel numb, born with a weak heart
But I guess I must be havin' fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground, head in the sky
It's okay, I know nothing's wrong, nothing
Oh, I got plenty'a time
Oh, You got light in your eyes
And you're standin' here beside me
I love the passin' of time
Never for money, always for love in your life
Cover up and say goodnight
Say goodnight
Home, is where I wanna be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home, she lifted up her wings
And I guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from another
I find you, or you find me
There was a time before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I'll be, where I'll be
Oh, we drift in and out
Oh, yeah sing into my mouth
And of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal lookin' for a home, yeah
Sharin' the same space for a minute or two
And you love me 'till my heart stops
Love me until I'm dead
Eyes light up
Yeah, eyes that try to look through you
Cover up the blank spots
And hit me on the head like ooh
Oh yeah, ooh
Ooh
Oh, yeah, ooh
Written by: Chris Frantz, David Byrne, Jerry Harrison, Tina Weymouth
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