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Think of homeHome
When I think of homeI think of a place where there's love overflowingI wish I was homeI wish I was back there with the things I been knowing
Wind that makes the tall trees bend into leaningSuddenly the snowflakes that fall have a meaningSprinklin' the scene, makes it all clean
Maybe there's a chance for me to go back thereNow that I have some directionIt would sure be nice to be back homeWhere there's love and affectionAnd just maybe I can convince time to slow upGiving me enough time in my life to grow upTime be my friend, let me start again
Suddenly my world has changed it's faceBut I still know where I'm goingI have had my mind spun around in spaceAnd yet I've watched it growing
If you're list'ning GodPlease don't make it hard to knowIf we should believe in the things that we seeTell us, should we run awayShould we try and stayOr would it be better just to let things be?
Living here, in this brand new worldMight be a fantasyBut it taught me to loveSo it's real, real to me
And I've learnedThat we must look inside our heartsTo find a world full of loveLike yoursLike me
Like home...