Sun-Dried Tomatoes

My heart is aching for a new sight to see
My heart is aching for a new song to sing
My heart is aching for this dry spell to end
My heart is aching for the music to begin

I am with you as we watch the cars go by
I am with you morning, noon and night
I am with you as we're carried out to sea
I am with you wherever you may be

We are going, with new shoes on our feet
We are going to fill this cavity
We are going to mend these broken bones
We are going to find ourselves a home