Well, it's your hometown
I think I've outgrown
I want to travel the world
But I, I just can't do it alone
So I'm just waiting on faith to come
And wrap around me
Think about all the foreign places we could be

I'll be flicking stones at your window
I'll be waiting outside to your ready to go
Won't you come down and come away with me?
Just think of all the places we could be
I've been waiting
Waiting on a brand new day

Riding on waves, walking on sand
Digging in caves, to find the treasures of the land
And if we find gold
Well just throw it away
We can write stories 'bout the journeys that we make

I'll be flicking stones at your window
I'll be waiting outside to your ready to go
Won't you come down and come away with me?
Just think of all the places we could be
I've been waiting
Waiting on a brand new day

They said they'd keep me here
But I couldn't do another year
I said: I'll see you soon
Because I whistle to a different tune

Think of all the places we could be
Think of all the people we could meet

I'll be flicking stones at your window
I'll be waiting outside to your ready to go
Won't you come down and come away with me?
Think of all the places we could be
I've been waiting
Waiting on a brand new day