I haven't really ever found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it
I apologize that once again I'm not in love
But it's not as if I mind
that your heart ain't exactly breaking

It's just a thought, only a thought

But if my life is for rent and I don't lean to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

I've always thought
that I would love to live by the sea
To travel the world alone
and live my life more simply
I have no idea what's happened to that dream
Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me

It's just a thought, only a thought

But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down
While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try
Well how can I say I'm alive

If my life is for rent...

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I could as well have written it. I hope for the courage than soon enough I will be able to let go all the constrains I created for myself. Find a place to live (that place where fig trees grow and that is warm in the winter... I want finally find a home... for my ownership is not about materialism...but about settling. I don't want to live in pernament temporarity forever... I want to keep that cosmopolitan status still...

but I want have a nest. A place to return to, which I can decorate to my likes and make it my own. Maybe a partner, maybe a family. A career... a base.)


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just had to share. Needed to get it out of my system, because I need to keep on the temporary living for some time still...