Home will be waiting

there are few things pure in this world anymore

and home is one of the few

I've been away, but I'm back today

and there aint no place I'd rather go

I feel home when I see the faces that remember my own.

we've got nothing to do, but when i look at you,

I see someone I know and I love

And just the crack of your smile will make me stay for a while

For my home, there is nothing above

Then my daddy turned his face up towards the sky

And I knew that there was nothing to loose

I felt the crowd breathe in and I closed my eyes 

And we disappeared into the groove

If I'd say "Go your own way, I'll be with you."

make mistakes and I'll forgive you

home is waiting here for you when you return.

And I'm holding up because I figure that I just make it.

And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping

I used to think that i could just sleep and then I'd dream

And everything it would come to me

Until I woke one day without anything to eat

Lying on the opposite side of the street

No jumping, conclusions,

I don't think there's no solution,

Let's get, backwards,

And forget our restless destination.

Let's live in this moment just this time, could we?

Anything to avoid clockwatching.

home is where the heart is because so much of what we know about love was learned at home.  and this is why we look for that feeling of home in the love we seek... wanting to come back home doesn't always refer to location...