Stockholm
You're like a kaleidoscope
You're flickering on and off so slow
As I can rotate the room

To frame this right
Two rivers of iridescent light
And a balcony oversight in the security codes

To see that I've seen you have a better time
I'm barely believing in the life
you've come to find where
The secret between living well and living
Alone is never where you will call your home

Right on
Now that your reason for leaving's gone
You can stare at your drink all night long
While I figure this out

Oh Ali, I've seen you crack a better smile
It's hardly deceiving in this place you've come to find out
The secret between living well
and living alone is never what's waiting at home

So how will you make it home?
How will you make it home?
So who will call you home?