Returning Home

I'm returnin' to the home of my childhood
I'm returnin' to the home that's in my dreams
I'm returnin' to my own little wildhood
I'm returnin' to my youth-hood and my teens

In the heart of my home, in the heart of my home
I'm returnin' to the heart of my home
In the heart of my home, in the heart of my home
I'm returnin' to the heart of my home

There's a furnace in the basement, and a kettle on the stove
And they're heatin' up the passion in my soul
Warm water in the shower, warm water in the bath
And they're soothin' all the pain and the cold

In the heart of my home, in the heart of my home
I'm returnin' to the heart of my home
In the heart of my home, in the heart of my home
I'm returnin' to the heart of my home

May it ever be so humble, there ain't no place like home
May it ever be so modest and so plain
There's a place that's in my heart, for my own little home
There's a place I can return to again

In the heart of my home, in the heart of my home
I'm returnin' to the heart of my home
In the heart of my home, in the heart of my home
I'm returnin' to the heart of my home
In the heart of my home, in the heart of my home
I'm returnin' to the heart of my home



Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Nickerson
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