Musicians are always on the road. The author wonders how long his girlfriend will stick around, because of the demands of his career...("So few come and don't go.") He wants something he can come home to, something constant and comforting (When I'm losing my control, the city spins around. You're the only one who knows, you slow it down.) Someone who will always be there for him. ("Will you won't you, be the one I always know.")
He is asking her to be patient. ("Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait.") He's asking her to be with him, and he'll take care of her and love her no matter what. "You've begun to feel like home." How beautiful is that.
Musicians are always on the road. The author wonders how long his girlfriend will stick around, because of the demands of his career...("So few come and don't go.") He wants something he can come home to, something constant and comforting (When I'm losing my control, the city spins around. You're the only one who knows, you slow it down.) Someone who will always be there for him. ("Will you won't you, be the one I always know.")
He is asking her to be patient. ("Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait.") He's asking her to be with him, and he'll take care of her and love her no matter what. "You've begun to feel like home." How beautiful is that.