We are always moving
Towards and away from places
Towards and away from people.

Sometimes we don’t have much control
Over where we live
Or who we can love.

And now I have to find a new place to live
And a new person to love
And I’m not sure my heart can take any more

But as I look around and deep inside
And although it hurts
And sometimes I cry

I am happy to have somewhere to miss
And someone to have loved
Rather than having nowhere and no one at all.