Jennifer Chung - Common, Simple, Beautiful

Don't you agree when they all say
Home is where the heart is
But do you see
With every step that you take
You get further away
From where the heart is

It's so easy to be blinded
And caught up, up in the clouds where everything's in a haze
Causing you to forget about the days
Of the common, simple, beautiful ways

I remember all the times that I had spent with my friends
Taking bart to San Francisco just for 350 cents
Talking, laughing, joking, didn't quite know what was to come
Years of memories, irreplaceable fun
I remember telling mom that I'd make her proud one day
She would smile and knew exactly all the right things to say
Man, I miss her and can't wait 'til I get back to the Bay
Back to the common, simple, beautiful ways

Isn't it nice
To simply know
There's somewhere you can go back to
So it's a big sacrifice
Everytime that you decide
You can't even if you want to

It's so easy to be blinded
And caught up, up in the clouds where everything's in a haze
Causing you to forget about the days
Of the common, simple, beautiful ways

I remember all the times that I had spent with my friends
Taking bart to San Francisco just for 350 cents
Talking, laughing, joking, didn't quite know what was to come
Years of memories, irreplaceable fun
I remember telling mom that I'd make her proud one day
She would smile and knew exactly all the right things to say
Man, I miss her and can't wait 'til I get back to the Bay
Back to the common, simple, beautiful ways

So even though
I am happy now
I'll never forget where I'm from and how I came to be
What was common, ended up to be
A very unique treasure I have now decided to keep

I remember all the times that I had spent with my friends
Taking bart to San Francisco just for 350 cents
Talking, laughing, joking, didn't quite know what was to come
Years of memories, irreplaceable fun
I remember telling mom that I'd make her proud one day
She would smile and knew exactly all the right things to say
Man, I miss her and can't wait 'til I get back to the Bay

I remember all the times that I had spent with my friends
Taking bart to San Francisco just for 350 cents
Talking, laughing, joking, didn't quite know what was to come
Years of memories, irreplaceable fun
I remember telling mom that I'd make her proud one day
She would smile and knew exactly all the right things to say
Man, I miss her and can't wait 'til I get back to the Bay, to the Bay
To the common, simple, beautiful ways