A Place Called Home A Place Called Home I was once but a lonely boy in Piccadilly Clinging to the chaos Breathing in the city I would sing my grief While strangers speak in empty spaces Just to clear my lungs Help me overcome my missing pieces Together we'd roam To a place called home In the hope it would be Still waiting for me Sha-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la When I go back The history can overwhelm me I've shed tears of joy for that broken boy I knew his family But there's new blood now I see you in all of their faces We will lay the stones Watch the garden grow Raise our glasses Dychwelyd yw'r nod I'r lle hoffwn fod Gan obeithio nad wyf Yn llawer rhy hwyr Sha-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la Together we'll roam Find a place called home I hope it will be Still waiting for me Sha-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la