Misty morning with the grey light Glad this blanket's here or I'd die Finally waking without monsoon eyes Weight's lifted so I'll fly Window views are such a novelty Fog is lifting over this Red Sea In the distance I hear begs and pleads The watchful eye cannot see Oh ey oh ey oh You're looking out your porthole Oh ey oh ey oh Wondering if this will ever feel like home Rushing down the stairs and to the door To watch the same skies where it rains and pours Now we're sitting on the ocean floor Comfort's just what's close to my core Oh ey oh ey oh You're looking out your porthole Oh ey oh ey oh Wondering if this will ever feel like home Sunsets are always repeating And all that I'm feeling is dread from afar Maybe all that we needed to know as it's fleeting Is what's close to your heart Sunsets are always repeating And all that I'm feeling is dread from afar Maybe all that we needed to know as it's fleeting Is what's close to your heart Oh ey oh ey oh You're looking out your porthole Oh ey oh ey oh Now you know what truly feels like home