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