5am in Paris

5 o'clock in the morning
I'm going home
My body in Paris
My heart in Gaza
My soul in Algiers
My ex in Casablanca
My girl in LA
Takes me in her arms

I feel at home nowhere
I feel at home nowhere

There's my family in the East
And my friends in the West
And my mother in particular
Holding onto the land
Surprised by myself
When under pressure
But I'll never forget
My upbringing in war

I feel at home nowhere
I feel at home nowhere

It's been calling my name
But I don't feel at home
Oh, no

It's been calling my name
But I don't feel at home
Oh, no

It's been calling my name
My name

It's been calling my name
My name

5 o'clock in the morning
I'm going home
My body in Paris
My heart in Gaza
My soul in Algiers
My ex in Casablanca
My girl in LA
Takes me in her arms

I feel at home nowhere
I feel at home nowhere

There's my family in the East
And my friends in the West
And my mother in particular
Holding onto the land
Surprised by myself
When under pressure
But I'll never forget
My upbringing in war

I feel at home nowhere
I feel at home nowhere

It's been calling my name
But I don't feel at home
Oh, no

It's been calling my name
My name

It's been calling my name
My name