HOME IS WHERE
THE HEART IS, MY HEART’S OWN HOME
THOUGH I NEVER
REALLY HAD ONE TO CALL MY OWN
I’VE BEEN
GIVEN A KEY BY THE CARPENTER OF GALILEE
WITH INTEREST
PAID THE TITLE’S MADE TO ME
REFF:
(together).
HOME, WHERE
THERE IS NO NIGHT
HOME, WHERE
THE SON IS THE LIGHT
THE PLACE I’VE
BEEN DREAMING OF SO LONG
LOVED ONES
THERE TO WELCOME ME
BUT HIS SWEET
FACE WILL BE THE FIRST I SEE.
WHEN MY
JOURNEY’S OVER I AM GOING HOME.
EVERYBODY
DREAMS OF GOING HOME IT SEEMS
LATELY I AM NO
EXCEPTION TO THE RULE
BUT HOME IS SO
MUCH MORE THAN WINDOWS, WALLS AND DOORS.
IT’S A WARM
EMBRACE WHERE A SMILING FACES WATING
YOU.
REFF:
(together).
HOME, WHERE
THERE IS NO NIGHT
HOME, WHERE
THE SON IS THE LIGHT
THE PLACE I’VE
BEEN DREAMING OF SO LONG
LOVED ONES
THERE TO WELCOME ME
BUT HIS SWEET
FACE WILL BE THE FIRST I SEE.
WHEN MY
JOURNEY’S OVER I AM GOING HOME.
ENDING:
HOME, WHERE
THERE IS NO NIGHT
HOME, WHERE
THE SON IS THE LIGHT
THE PLACE I’VE
BEEN DREAMING OF SO LONG
LOVED ONES
THERE TO WELCOME ME
BUT HIS SWEET
FACE WILL BE THE FIRST I SEE.
WHEN MY
JOURNEY’S OVER I AM GOING HOME.
WHEN MY
JOURNEY’S OVER I AM GOING HOME
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