Talking Heads - This must be the place naive melody

^GHom^Ame is ^Bmwhere I want t^Amo be Pick me ^Gup and^Am turn me 'r^Bmound ^Am I feel ^Gnum^Amb, b^Bmorn with a weak h^Ameart I g^Guess I mu^Amst be hav^Bming fun ^Am The ^Gless we say ^Amabout it, th^Bme bette^Amr We'l^Gl make it up^Am as we go al^Bmong ^Am Fe^Get on the gr^Amound, head i^Bmn the s^Amky It'^Gs okay, I kn^Amow nothing's^Bm wrong,^Am nothing

Hi^G-yeah, I got^Am plenty of t^Bmime ^Am Hi^G-yeah, you g^Amot light in ^Bmyour ey^Ames An^Gd you're sta^Amnding here b^Bmeside m^Ame I ^Glove the pas^Amsing of time^{Bm Am} Ne^Gver for mone^Amy, always fo^Bmr love ^Am Co^Gver up and s^Amay goodnight^Bm, say g^Amoodnight

Ho^Gme is where ^AmI want to be^{Bm Am} Bu^Gt I guess I'^Amm already th^Bmere ^Am I ^Gcome home, s^Amhe lifted up^Bm her wi^Amngs I ^Gguess that t^Amhis must be ^Bmthe pla^Amce I ^Gcan't tell o^Amne from the ^Bmother ^Am Di^Gd I find you^Am or you find^Bm me? ^Am Th^Gere was a ti^Amme before we^Bm were b^Amorn If^G someone ask^Ams, this is w^Bmhere I'^Amll be, where I'll be

Hi^G-yeah, we dr^Amift in and o^Bmut ^Am Hi^G-yeah, sing ^Aminto my mout^Bmh ^Am Ou^Gt of all tho^Amse kinds of ^Bmpeople ^Am Yo^Gu got a face^Am with a view^{Bm Am} I'^Gm just an an^Amimal looking^Bm for a ^Amhome and Sh^Gare the same^Am space for a^Bm minute^Am or two An^Gd you love m^Ame 'til my he^Bmart sto^Amps Lo^Gve me 'til I^Am'm dead ^{Bm Am} Ey^Ges that ligh^Amt up, eyes l^Bmook thr^Amough you Co^Gver up the b^Amlank spots, ^Bmhit me ^Amon the head, ah-ooh