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When I think of home

I think of a place where theres


Love overflowing;

I wish I was home,

I wish I was back there,

With the things Ive been knowing.

Wind that makes the tall trees bend into leaning,

Suddenly the snowflakes that fall


Have a meaning.

Sprinling the scene, makes it all clean.

Maybe there;s a chance

For me to go back

Now that I have some direction;

It sure would be nice to be back home,


Where theres 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 is gone


And changed its face,

But I still know where Im going;

I have had my mind spun around

In space

And yet Ive watched it growing.

Oh, if youre listening God,


Please dont make it hard

to know if we should believe

The things 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 its real, real, real to me...

And Ive learned that we must look


Inside our hearts to find...

A world full of love

Like yours, like mine-

Like Home