I was born in Botswana
But I don’t remember it
Then we moved to Zimbabwe
But I don’t remember that either

Dad was posted to Geneva
But we lived in France
At the school I was ignored

I want to say
This house feels like a home
This house feels like a home

Playing on the grass with my guinea pig
When they threw the excrement
I was scared to practise on my bicycle
‘Cause they would come and knock me over

Things got better in Virginia
I didn’t feel like a foreigner
I had lots of friends

I want to say
This house feels like a home
This house feels like a home

My dad got posted to Turkey
That was a terrible shock
My sisters and I were harassed
Because we were blue eyed and blonde

Then I told my parents
I was tired of moving
I want to go to England

I want to say
This house feels like a home
This house feels like a home

Sometimes I’m still migrating in my mind
But when I close the door
I can leave it all behind

I want to say
This house feels like a home
This house feels like a home