Compasses کے بول

What I want sometimes Is a roof somewhere The same one each time Like a real woman Home, to be home To be home To be home Like a black sea turtle Swimming back Sailors who sail Without compasses Right, to be right To be right If the stars stick why can't I If the stars stick why can't I If the stars stick why can't I If the stars stick why can't I If the stars stick why can't I If the stars stick why can't I If the stars stick why can't I