OH MY HOME,
I REMEMBER THE DAYS WE SPEND TOGETHER
THE FIGHT WE SEEN
THE QUARREL WE HEARD.
I CAN STILL SEE THE HEARTH ROARING IN RAIN
EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE SMALL,
I LOOK FORWARD COMING TO YOU AT THE END OF THE DAY.
AND NOW ALL I NEED IS YOUR CALL
OH MY DEAR HOME,
NOW I KNOW IAM YEARNING FOR YOU.........
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