Even though you haven’t taken to Paris or Rome
You’re never gonna catch me sayin’ that
You, you never take me anywhere
’Cause the places you’ve been takin’ me to are
Way, way closer to home
And I don’t know where I’m going, but wherever it is
You take me there
You take me there
And every day this wild winter stays
To rattle our windows
The hotter the sand
On this beach where we run
The bluer the skies
The greener the billows
The whiter the strand
The brighter the sun
Even though you haven’t taken to Paris or Rome
You’re never gonna catch me sayin’ that
You, you never take me anywhere
’Cause the places you’ve been takin’ me to are
Way, way closer to home
And I don’t know where I’m going, but wherever it is
You take me there
You take me there
Here’s what Mr. Chuang-Tzu has to say about home towns. If your life is true, you don’t have to go far to find heaven and earth on the rim of your doorway. To have ocean and sky wherever you are.
Even though you haven’t taken to Paris or Rome
You’re never gonna catch me sayin’ that
You, you never take me anywhere
’Cause the places you’ve been takin’ me to are
Way, way closer to home
And I don’t know where I’m going, but wherever it is
You take me there
You take me there
There
There
There
James: Thank you. Thank you very much.
Peter: Mr. James Lee Stanley, ladies and gentlemen.