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  • 作词 : Lyle Mays
    作曲 : Lyle Mays
    Ingrid Michaelson - Are We There Yet

    They say that home is where the heart is
    I guess I haven't found my home.
    We keep driving around in circles
    Afraid to call this place our home.

    And are we there yet?

    They say there's linings made of silver
    Folded inside each rainy cloud
    Will we need someone to deliver
    Our silver lining now?

    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    Home, home, home
    Home, home, home

    They say you're really not somebody
    Until somebody else loves you.
    Well, I am waiting to make
    Somebody, somebody soon.

    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    Home, home, home, home.
    Home, home, home, home.
    Where you will lie on the rug
    While I play with the dog.
    And you won't be too much
    'Cause this is too much.
    'Cause this is too much for me to hold.
    This is too much for me to hold.

    Home, home, home.
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    Home, home, home.
    Home, home, home.
    Home.

    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there?
  • 作词 : Lyle Mays
    作曲 : Lyle Mays
    Ingrid Michaelson - Are We There Yet

    They say that home is where the heart is
    I guess I haven't found my home.
    We keep driving around in circles
    Afraid to call this place our home.

    And are we there yet?

    They say there's linings made of silver
    Folded inside each rainy cloud
    Will we need someone to deliver
    Our silver lining now?

    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    Home, home, home
    Home, home, home

    They say you're really not somebody
    Until somebody else loves you.
    Well, I am waiting to make
    Somebody, somebody soon.

    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    Home, home, home, home.
    Home, home, home, home.
    Where you will lie on the rug
    While I play with the dog.
    And you won't be too much
    'Cause this is too much.
    'Cause this is too much for me to hold.
    This is too much for me to hold.

    Home, home, home.
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    Home, home, home.
    Home, home, home.
    Home.

    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there yet?
    And are we there?