Leaving Home (Alternate Version)

He calls me to the ocean

Takes me wandering through the street

A restless imagination

But for now I move my feet on the ground

'Cause I feel like going home

I can float above the ceiling

I like drifting through the air

I tend to lose my concentration

But right now the clouds don't appeal too much

I feel like going home

Sometimes late at night while running from the rain

Running from the voices filling up my brain

Now I wish they'd leave me alone

And let me be, to go off on my own

Let me be to go home

I feel like going home