When I go, I go, I go, I go to your home
My heart jumps, jumps, it jumps for joy
And in the little staircase
Which takes forever to climb
Oh I love, I love, I love, I love coming to your home
Even, even, even if your place is so high up
Also don't be shocked
If my heart is pounding
When I go, I go, I go, I go to your house
You only have a little seventh of suburbs
And nearly a bed made of wood
A pretty patch of always blue sky
Who shines on the roofs
Up there, I know that you're waiting for me
And I'm taking my time