• Once my home,
    always near to my heart
    as it has always been,
    chills me to the bone
    to walk away in dark
    sullen moments they seem

    I know what I got
    far what I hope for, what I lack
    I walk and trod, never knowing where
    I go, I stop
    wherever I go, I always come back
    to a place where I express and dare

    Now, I'm back
    and suddenly feel
    missing home, sweet rest
    there's nothing I lack
    I know this is real
    to be home again is best