From the recording Journey To My World
I point out that home is still ‘home sweet home,’ whether it’s a house or an apartment if they feel safe and loved.
Lyrics
Looking out of my window, from my house in the sky,
Looking out of my window, see an airplane flying high.
I am almost in the clouds and I’m way above the trees.
Though it’s not a house with grass around,
My apartment’s home to me.
Oh, I love to push the buttons in my elevator-spaceship,
We’re going ‘bout as far as Mars, Mars, Mars,
Everybody hold on, everybody hold on,
Going higher, and higher, and higher,
My stomach is on the floor.
We jolt to a stop and now I’m home,
It’s the twenty-second floor.
Looking out of my window from my house in the sky,
I’m on top of the world; I can see for miles and miles.
What a great place to live, looking down on the trees.
Though it’s not a house with grass around,
My apartment’s home to me.
I love to climb the stairwell like a mountain climber,
I’ll lead a group to the very top.
Everybody hold on, everybody hold on,
Going higher, and higher and higher,
My legs won’t take any more.
We come to a stop and now I’m home,
It’s the twenty-second floor.
Looking out of my window from my house in the sky,
Looking out of my window, see an airplane flying high,
I am almost in the clouds and I’m way above the trees,
Though it’s not a house with grass around,
My apartment’s home to me.