Home Is Where The Heart Is
Home is where the heart is
the heart of all I love
the place I choose to spend my time
and fits me like a glove
It’s not the address of my house
not the box where I get my mail
It’s the place I say “Ahh” at the end of a long day
a place where I don’t fail
Home is where I rest my head
and where I sleep at night
where I find a dog to warm my feet
and a lady to hold so tight.
Home is where I off the lights
and welcome every dawn.
It’s the place I find my music plays
and a fire to keep me warm
Yes home is where the heart is
A place, a moment in time.
The time and place where you take your breath
and smile when I take mine.