God is gorgeous in the city
And what's my home like now
In a room where we share a pillow

And lights in the windowsill
And you let me lay my burdens down


Here take my bed lay your head on my lap again
Let me sing to your soul
Cause where you go is where I'll be home


Have I seen you in my audience
Have I past you in my car

When I open my lips to sing
Like an air closing back to me
And I let you lay your burdens down


Here take my bed lay your head on my lap again
Let me sing to your soul

Cause where you go you go

This second story's lonely

Only the headlights
Hear me harmonizing with the sirens
I want you read me like my diary

Don't even know your name
My home


God is gorgeous in the city
And what's my home like now