Home is where my heart is free.
A place where I can just be me.
It’s never very far away.
I can visit every day.
When I’m feeling all alone,
My heart will find its own way home.
Longing for those sweet connections
There’s no need to get directions.
There I find my sense of being
In a place where love is freeing.
I don’t have to be call ahead
And never feel a sense of dread.
My heart can rest and just be free
For love is waiting there for me.
Home is where I get my bearings
And let go of all the parings.
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