Hearts Calling Home

I still hear my mother calling,

Through the silence of the night,

Home is far, but never gone,

Zimbabwe lives inside my heart.

(Ohhh... home...)

We were born when the lights were fading,

Raised on stories of better days,

They said our fathers once had chances,

We grew up learning how to wait.

Books in our hands,

dreams in our eyes,

But every door was closing tight,

So I kissed my family goodbye,

And crossed the border chasing life.

I said, "Mama, I'll be back soon,"

But five long years became the truth,

Different cities, different faces,

Still no place can feel like you.

We didn't leave because we stopped believing,

We left because surviving became the reason,

Zimbabwe, can you hear your children calling?

We're far away, but our hearts keep falling— HOME!

HOME! TAKE US HOME!

ZIMBABWE, WE STILL BELONG!

If tomorrow gave us something to believe in,

You know we'd come running home.

Rent is high and the days are longer,

Taxes bite every little pay,

Smile at work like everything's alright,

Then cry when family calls my name.

New traditions, foreign language,

Learning how to fit inside,

But every meal, every celebration,

Makes me miss the life I left behind.

They say, "Go home,

this land is ours,"

But brother, we never came for war,

We're just young people chasing tomorrow,

Trying to send something through that door.

No jobs waiting, hospitals struggling,

Schools don't feel like hope anymore,

We don't need sympathy,

we need a future,

Something worth returning for.

When will the roads lead somewhere?

When will the young stop leaving?

When will a dream survive at home?

When will we start believing?

We still love the soil beneath

our feet, We still know exactly who we are—

We didn't leave because we stopped believing,

We left because surviving became the reason,

Zimbabwe, can you hear your children calling?

We're far away,

but our hearts keep falling— HOME!

HOME! TAKE US HOME!

ZIMBABWE, WE STILL BELONG!

HOME! HOME! HEAR US NOW!

ONE DAY WE'LL COME BACK PROUD!

I still miss my mother.

I still dream of my father.

Give us a future we can come home to,

And we'll rebuild it together.

We went away to stay alive,

But home never left our hearts.

(Zimbabwe... Zimbabwe... home)