Home

Think of home
Home

When I think of home, I think of a place where there's love overflowing
I wish I was home, I wish I was back there with the things I've been knowing
Wind that makes the tall trees bend into leaning
Suddenly the snowflakes that fall have a meaning
Sprinklin' the scene, makes it all clean

Maybe there's a chance for me to go back now that I have some direction
It would sure be nice to be back home where there's love and affection
And just maybe I can convince time to slow up, giving me enough time in my life to grow up
Time, be my friend, let me start again

Suddenly my world's gone and changed its face, but I still know where I'm going
I have had my mind spun around in space, and yet I've watched it growing
Oh! And If you're listening, God, please don't make it hard
To know if we should believe in things that we see
Tell us, should we run away? Should we try and stay?
Or would it be better just to let things be?

Living here, in this brand-new world, might be a fantasy
But it taught me to love, so it's real, real to me
And I've learned that we must look inside our hearts to find
A world full of love like yours, like mine

Like home...