No Roots

I like digging holes and hiding things inside them
 When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them
 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
 I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down
 Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running
 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
 And a thousand times I've seen this road
 A thousand times
 I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
 I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
 I've got no roots
 I've got no roots
 I like standing still, but that's just a wishful plan
 Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land
 But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
 I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game
 It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same
 But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night
 And a thousand times I've seen this road
 A thousand times
 I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
 I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
 I've got no roots
 I've got no roots
 I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
 I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
 I've got no roots
 I've got no roots
 I like digging holes
 Hiding things inside them
 When I grow old
 I won't forget to find them
 I like digging holes
 Hiding things inside them
 When I grow old
 I won't forget to find them
 I've got no roots
 I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
 I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground
 I've got no roots
 I've got no roots