Oh, but anyway, Toto, we’re home. Home! And this is my room, and you’re all here. And I’m not gonna leave here ever, ever again, because I love you all, and – oh, Auntie Em – there’s no place like home!
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh why can’t I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why cant I?
Well, I – I think that it – it wasn’t enough to just want to see Uncle Henry and Auntie Em – and it’s that – if I ever go looking for my heart’s desire again, I won’t look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn’t there, I never really lost it to begin with! Is that right?
Someplace where there isn’t any trouble. Do you suppose there is such a place, Toto? There must be. It’s not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. It’s far, far away. Behind the moon, beyond the rain…
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high, there’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby. Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue… and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true. Someday I’ll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me… where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that’s where you’ll find me… Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow… why, then, oh why can’t I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow… why oh why can’t I?
She isn’t coming yet, Toto. Did she hurt you? She tried to, didn’t she? Come on. We’ll go tell Uncle Henry and Auntie Em.
