My House

This roof keeps me dry when the rain falls
This door helps to keep the cold at bay
On this floor I can stand on my own two feet
On this chair I can write my lessons
On this pillow I can dream my nights away
And this table, as you can see
Well, it's perfect for tea
It isn't much, but it is enough for me
It isn't much, but it is enough –
On these walls, I hang wonderful pictures
Through this window, I can watch the seasons change
By this lamp, I can read!
And I . . . I am set free
And when it's cold outside, I feel no fear
Even in the winter storms, I am warmed
By a small but stubborn fire
And there is nowhere I would rather be
It isn't much, but it is enough for me
For this is my house
This is my house
It isn't much, but it is enough for me
This is my house
This is my house
It isn't much, but it is enough –
Don't cry
And when it's cold and bleak, I feel no fear
Please don't cry. I'm here

Even in the fiercest storms, I am warmed –

Please don't cry

By a small but stubborn fire

Let me wipe away your tears
Forgive me –

Even when outside, it's freezing

I didn't mean to desert you

I don't pay much heed

I know that I hurt you

I know that everything I need
Is in here

It isn't much, but it is enough for me
It isn't much, but it is enough for me