When the world is crashing wide
And our bones are turned to sand
I will hold you by my side, by my side
From the coast to ivory coast
Through the storms I calm inside
I will hold them by my side, my side
But I can't hold my head
I can't hold at all
So I will make my bed
And I will call it home
From the valleys of the west
To the fires of eastern plains
I will call them by my name, my name
We will run and we will hide
From the fiery ghosts and fears
All is well when you are here, my dear
But I can't hold my head
I can't hold at all
So I will make my bed
And I will call it a home
This is not the end
Of where love can grow
So I will call you home
I will call you home
I will call you home
I will call you home