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(Ingelin Reigstad Norheim)

I tend to prefer the paths that I have walked before
Cause when I follow my own nose, I usually get lost
But as I’m looking for clues to find my way back
I might come across a treasure
So maybe getting lost sometimes isn’t bad at all

I tend to prefer to walk alone
when I’ve got things to figure out
Cause when I walk with you
we fall for answers way too fast
Below the sky on my own I find the courage
to give name to all my questions
So maybe walking alone sometimes isn’t bad at all

As long as I can come home to you
I can come home
From were I’ve been and from were I’ve gone
From the battles I’ve lost and the ones I’ve won
Home to you, home to you, home to you

I tend to prefer avoiding turnarounds;
hate to walk the same way back
Feels like a boring de-ja-vu, a transportation lap
But things might appear quite differently
when you see them from the other side
So maybe turning around sometimes isn’t bad at all

As long as I can come home to you
I can come home
To catch my breath and rest my feet
When I’m off the ground and when I’ve felt the heat
Home to you, home to you, home to you

I’d like to see it all
But life can make us fall
You love me even when I crawl
And I know you want to share it all

I can come home to you
To your warm embrace
Yes, I can come home to you
I can come home
You’re just being you, I’m just being me
Everyday’s a beginning of another journey
Home to you, home to you, home to you