When I think of Home

When I think of home
I think of a place where there’s love overflowing
I wish I was home
I wish I was back there with the things I’ve been knowing

Wind that makes the tall trees bend into leaning
And suddenly raindrops that fall, they have a meaning
Sprinking the scene, makes it all so clean

And maybe there’s a chance for me to go back
Now that I have some direction
And it would sure be nice to be back home
Where there’s love and affection
And just maybe I can convince time to slow up
Giving me enough time in my life to grow up
Time please be my friend, and let me start again

Suddenly my world’s gonna change its face
But I know where I’m going
I have had my mind spun around and around in space
Yet I’ve watched it growing

I know you’re listening God
So won’t you please try not to make it hard
To know I shouldn’t believe everything that I see
Tell me, should I try and stay
Or maybe I should run away
Would it be better just to let things be?

Living here in this brand new world
It might be a fantasy
Yes, I could be
But it taught me to love
So I know that it’s real to me

And I’ve learned
That we must look inside us to find
Yeah, we gotta find a world full of love
Like yours
Like mine


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