I was born with a wondering heart

Thousands of miles away

In a city that never sleeps

Where you cannot see the horizon

But you can buy flowers at three in the morning

Millions of people coming and going

I can easily remember names of airports

Even though they always feel the same

I like watching the long list of destinations go by

Home is just a state of being

I belong to many places

My roots spreading all over

I strive for a world borderless

I have learned to mistrust flags

While stretching my heart

https://kaieckhardt.bandcamp.com/track/wandering-heart-2