My Home
How do I find my way back?
I've strayed too far from home.
I've gone so many places
for so many days.
I've even been to Rome.
I have seen so many sights now.
It seems to me that somehow
that every place I've ever seen
were places in-between
from the place that is my home.
My search for brand new places
and all those other places
never filled the gap
as I crossed the map,
so far from my sweet home.
For I missed the landscape,
the place that I grew up in.
The old familiar faces
were not in the places I've been.
And now I must retrace my steps.
I've searched this world all over.
Too long I've been a rover.
I'll take a trip on back
for I'm on the wrong track.
I wonder what I'll find at my home?
Nothing seems the same now.
Familiarity has changed somehow,
except for the peace I feel around me.
'Cause in my memory I still can see
the place that is my home.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
I look at the familiar house I call home
I am back home, sweet home after the journey
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
I look at Daddy's children, full of expectations
The young man with soiled hands, still jumping on Daddy
The young lady wanting to tell Daddy all the stories of school
It does not matter that Daddy is tired! Daddy is always daddy
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
I know I have to travel again from home tomorrow
I may go to the nice places, be they palaces or hotels
Marble floors sparkling with reflections of cleanliness
But they are not as homely as home with daddy
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
I look at everybody wanting to know about the trip of daddy
Everybody wants to know what daddy has brought
Everybody is happy to see daddy home
Daddy is always strong, no tiredness even when tired
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
poem by Nyota Yasulwe
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Welcome Home
In my life
I have seen
Far away places
Wild and serene
But nothing I saw
Prepared me for
The mat on the floor
Saying "welcome home"
Time flies
See the moon rise
As I'm makin' my way
Through another long day
But I'll go
To a place I know
In my heart I know
There's just no place
Like home
Welcome home
Welcome home
To that place
That's safe and warm
Always a shelter
From the storm
I'm going home
Welcome home
Roll out the welcome mat
For me!
I'm goin' home
Sometimes
I remember
All the days I never knew
If I would ever make it through
But just when
I'd give up again
I'd remember when the days
Were stormy
Home was always
Waitin' for me
Sayin'
Welcome home
Welcome home
Where there will always be
A welcoming light on
Just for me
When I go home
Welcome home
No place
That I would rather be
Than goin' home
In my heart I know
That someday when my time
Is drawing near
I'm gonna hear
Welcome home
Welcome home
Where there will always be
Somebody waiting
There for me
When I go home
Home sweet home
Everyone's smilin' just for me
When I go home
In my heart I see
Somebody waiting
There for me
Welcome home
Welcome home
It looks like a
Starlight symphony
I'm goin' home
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Back Home
(dieter bohlen)
Producer for bonnie: dieter bohlen
Recorded in 1994, bonnies last single on the hansa label. this single was to promote the comeback singles collection 90-94. lyrics taken from careful listening.
I dream of home again
A thousand voices call to me
A cry that splits the night
Woke up the soul inside my memories
I chose to walk alone
To search and find my destiny
So many lonesome roads
Lead me away from where I long to be
When I awake and see a cold and empty room
I sit alone and think of places I once knew
The friends that I had loved and left behind
Oh, how could I have been so blind?
Back home
Where all the love is that I need
Where all my family waits for me
Back home
I close my eyes and I can see
Where the river meets the sea
Back home
There is no better place than home for me
cause home is where Ill find my destiny
Im going home again and I just cant wait to see
The folks that I have missed
A mothers tender kiss, so soft, so sweet
Ill hold her in my arms, like Id never let her go
My familys my home and I will tell them that I love them so
Oh I know Ive been away so very long
That I hurt you when I left and I was wrong
And I see that home is where my heart belongs
So hang on heart, cause her I come
Back home
Where all the love is that I need
Where all my family waits for me
Back home
I close my eyes and I can see
Where the river meets the sea
Back home
There is no better place than home for me
cause home is where Ill find my destiny
Back home
Where all the love is that I need
Where all my family waits for me
Back home
I close my eyes and I can see
Where the river meets the sea
Back home
There is no better place than home for me
cause home is where Ill find my destiny
Back home
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Home Sweet Home
There is no other place like Home
The saying goes true in India, America or Rome,
Home is one of the sweetest place
Where one finds peace and solace,
Home is a place where we dwell
A place as sacred as the temple bell,
Just as a bird returns to its nest
We return home to get a little rest,
Wherever we roam in search of enjoyment
We never fail back to come to our pavement,
Its not possible to find a home away from home
The saying goes true in India, America or Rome.
poem by Kavita Iyer
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The Dreams of Un-forbidden
I used to dream
Dream of places with endless skies
Dream of places with high mountains
Dream of places with low clouds
Dream of the place I am living in
But nobody dares dream here
Here is the place
Where the men have no hope
Where woman walk without a soul
Where children’s laughter
No longer bounces off the walls
This is my home
And I have no shame
Even when I roam
To the places so hidden
I wish it to be the un-forbidden
poem by Jackie Emley
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You Change...So Do Places
You change…so do places
You get older…as places do too
You look about for familiar faces
But only memory’s ghost looks back at you
You see the places…places in the heart
You hear long gone voices from the past
You still seem.. and yearn to be a part
Of memories that seem… to fade so fast
Fleeting touch…soft brush of lips
Memories of young love, breath held in wonder
Soft gentle touch of tender finger tips
Young hearts aflame, emotions torn asunder
That old red wagon, that very first snow
The big hill where we coasted, now seems so small
the old homestead stood here…where did it go?
It’s been replaced with a cold, soulless mall
Yes, you change…and yes, so do places
You yearn to recapture those memories of the past
To find bits and pieces…shards and traces
Memories…young love…not meant to last
You can imagine that old white home
from way back then…
Hear familiar voices …
echo in the wind, my friend
Yes…It Seems as if it was just yesterday
But you know… that it was way back then
And down deep you know…there just ain’t no way
You can really ever… go back home again
poem by David Whalen
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I Wish I Had My Home
Home
Brandon
Home
What is a home?
Where is home?
When can I go home?
Home is a place where you can feel safe
Home is a place where you can break down in the free
Home is the place where you feel joy happiness and whole
Home is a place where you lay your heart in
I have laid my heart in three different places
(What) My first home is a place everywhere
All I need is a basket and a ball
All I did was give a ball love and I got something better in return
A ball gave me hope, understanding and appreciation for true love
I have never put more hours into one thing than it
It was always my top priority and I was it’s top priority
Better than any girlfriend and any friend
Home
Brandon
Home
What is a home?
Where is home?
When can I go home?
Home is a place where you can feel safe
Home is a place where you can break down in the free
Home is the place where you feel joy happiness and whole
Home is a place where you lay your heart in
I have laid my heart in three different places
(What) My first home is a place everywhere
All I need is a basket and a ball
All I did was give a ball love and I got something better in return
A ball gave me hope, understanding and appreciation for true love
I have never put more hours into one thing than it
It was always my top priority and I was it’s top priority
Better than any girlfriend and any friend
It only treated me great when I treated it great
I could never leave my hear with it because it put it’s heart in mine
I wish I had my home
(Where) My home is a place where dreams are rested and free and comfort
I feel safe, I feel that I can get some sleep and I feel that Im at home
When my body needs a rest it has hammocks for me
When I need a place to think and collaborate it always had a quite spot with a beautiful view for me
When I need a place to escape to, it welcomes me with open arms and I can stay as long as I like
I have made my imprint in the Cayman Islands and It has left its imprint in me and have left one part of my life in it and
I wish I could go back home.
(When) I miss her so much and I would do anything to see her again
I miss her humbleness, her laugh and her comfort when I need to break down
I miss her when I need her there or when there is a good moment
I miss my home because my home is in her
She is my home but it is a place where I cannot stay
Instead of me leaving my home, my home left me and I forgot something inside
I know she can take care of my home but I hope she takes care of my heart
If it has too I know it will bleed for her and it would become hers
All I want is to know when I can go and see my home where my heart lays
poem by Buddha Love
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Home
Home alone
A place to be on
Where to find me on phone
I'll be seated by the stone
Home for long
A place to go strong
Where to find me no wrong
I'll be waiting a knock at gong
Home for good
A place to get food
Where to find no trace of rude
I'll be relaxed to manage my mood
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Home my home
A place to avoid life storm
Where smiles 're always worm
I'll be chatting with brother Tom
Home my fame
A place to hold my name
Where my title find its stem
I'll be standing to rub my shame
Home of peace
A place that none tease
Where respect never miss
I'll be holding your forehead for a kiss
Home best refuge
A place we no grudge
Where care has no judge
I'll be having meals by the fridge
Home is sweetest
A place without evil test
Where, West from East
I'll sing, Home remain the best
poem by Buyunde Acura Sylivester
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Home, Sweet Home
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain;
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again!
The birds singing gayly, that come at my call --
Give me them -- and the peace of mind, dearer than all!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild,
And feel that my mother now thinks of her child,
As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door
Thro' the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
How sweet 'tis to sit 'neath a fond father's smile,
And the caress of a mother to soothe and beguile!
Let others delight mid new pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
To thee I'll return, overburdened with care;
The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there;
No more from that cottage again will I roam;
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet, home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
poem by John Howard Payne
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I Need to Come Back Home
Home is where the heart is.
That is what they say.
Home is where the heart is.
So let me find my way
back to you.
I've wandered much too long,
seen a lot of sights,
drifted like a boat
'til darkness filled my nights
I've seen too many people
everywhere I've been.
And not one face I've seen
can replace the love I'm in.
*** So I need to come back home to the face I left behind.
I need to come back home to the place I left behind.
I need to come back home and find you once again
and let my wandering end.
Piano interlude
I've searched each place I've gone
never could sit tight.
Left my tracks behind
'til darkness filled my mind.
Guess I can't replace you.
Gotta journey back to you
swallow up my pride.
REPEAT ***
Home is where the heart is.
That is what I say.
Home is where the heart is
So let me find my way
back to you.
Words and Music by Edwina Reizer
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Place In The Sun
(track 14 - time 4:18)
(steve dukes/chris lindsey)
Long ago, far away
I felt your lovin? glow upon my face
Was it a dream or just a promise made
What is my destiny
Someday Ill find a way to shine
Leave all these rainy days behind
I know theres got to be
Some place warm and bright for me
Im running out of places I can run
Looking for a place in the sun
Darkness hangs overhead
Close to the point where angels fear to tread
I close my eyes and think of you instead
And pray youll be here soon
Someday Ill find a way to shine
Leave all these rainy days behind
I know theres got to be
Some place warm and bright for me
Im running out of places I can run
Looking for a place in the sun
Sometimes it feels like this whole worlds against me
And every beaten path is just another winding road that tempts me
Far from you and all thats true
Ive got to find my way again
Someday Ill find a way to shine
Leave all these rainy days behind
I know theres got to be
Some place warm and bright for me
Im running out of places I can run
Looking for a place in the sun
Yeah Im running out of places I can run
Looking for a place in the sun
Oh, wont you shine down on me sunshine
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Home:
Home…
Home is where you were born.
Home is where you were raised,
Home is were you grew up,
Home was what had shaped you,
Home is what gave you your foundation
And what help you grow into something amazing,
Home is what you left behind to become something bigger,
Home is what you remember many years after leaving,
Home is what you become missing for,
Home is where you crave to be when you're done with you adventures,
Even thought you left home, for another place,
Home has never left,
It's still there,
On the same old street,
With the same old lawn,
With the same old people,
Just waiting there,
For you and only you,
It is there for you and only you,
Because with out it,
Without a home,
You wouldn't have a place to go back to,
A place was you can call your own..well, home...
poem by Sherry Painter
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There is No Place Like Home
Not being themselves,
Or feeling the need they can be
Is difficult today,
For those who have charaded.
And afraid to reveal a true face.
Opinionated from behind masks,
They have hidden tasks and agendas.
With pretentions more accepted,
By those who have adapted
To false identities from safe,
Although fake
Places.
So difficult it is today,
For those to charade.
And
For those who have charaded,
With feelings fake that are fading
There is,
No place like home.
There is no place like home.
There is no place like home.
There is no place like home.
Once 'home' has been felt,
With a comfort known
From within!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Long Way Home
Its hard to say from where you stand
Exactly when it all began
But someplace theres a point you cross the line
You see the tears than stain your face
Mirrored in your make-up case
And know its time to leave this place behind
Chorus:
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Trying to retrace your steps
All too easy to forget
Just which way to go
Its a long way home
Outside the sky is threatening
You slowly gather up your things
And wonder how you ever will explain
Walking out so self-assured
Yeah, you were gonna change the world
Walking back, a child in the rain
Chorus:
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
How can you retrace the steps
Youve been trying to forget
Still its time to go
And its a long way home
And if you lose your way
Just keep your eye upon that endless broken line
Throw bag beneath the bus
Sit among the curious
It happens to the best of us, you know
Chorus:
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Starting to retrace your steps
You learn to live with your regrets
Next stop heaven knows
Its a long way home
Such a long way
Its a long way home
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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The World is a Place I've Never Been
The world is a place I've never been
Snow-topped mountains,
Blissful plains,
Roaring big cities.
But are places the world?
Is home the world?
If home's the world
I've been to the world.
But what makes home?
Does a place make a home?
Do people make a home?
Maybe people are the world.
poem by Llew N. Rmail
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A Home
no matter what there is
always a place called home
at least you finally decide
to call it that way,
you have been away from
this home
for many years
those were the years of the
struggle of
what you are and what they think you are
which is the place
and this is not where
you want to die
you want to live somewhere else
though you do not really know
where
but it has always been a dream
of somewhere
a house by the river
a place where hills grown into
mountains
your hair turns white
and ankles ache and names become
haze and places become
smoky
you stop, right here, you declare
this is home
this moment when you do not
give yourself the right to choose anymore
it is here
right here
you place yourself like a backpack
and mark a spot with
your bamboo cane
and then
you claim the right to be here
your home
yourself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Home (revised)
no matter what there is
always a place called home
at least you finally decide
to call it that way,
you have been away from
this home
for many years
those were the years of the
struggle of
what you are and what they think you are
which is the place
and this is not where
you want to die
you want to live somewhere else
though you do not really know
where
but it has always been a dream
of somewhere
a house by the river
a place where hills grow into
mountains
your hair turns white
and ankles ache and names become
hazy and places become
smoky
you stop, right here, you declare
this is home
this moment when you do not
give yourself the right to choose anymore
it is here
right here
you place yourself like a backpack
and mark a spot with
your bamboo cane
and then
you claim the right to be here
your home
yourself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Our Piece Of Heaven
Heaven is where the heart lies
and the heart lies where it calls home
and home is always
where you hang your hat.
So this conclusion is evident
heaven has to be a place
we call our home.
We can travel the world far and wide;
enjoy the places that we visit.
We are always thankful
whenever our travels end
and we are back where we started.
Our piece of heaven
that place we call our home.
13 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Only Memories Left
Searching my youth of another day
of time that went away
back in the old home town
with family and friends, brings a frown.
To be home again
of my search I begin
the places I remember are gone now
to progress they have bowed.
So many changes in the city
every thing gone, oh it's a pity
my youth was here for many years
to see how it's changed brings tears.
It's true you can't go home again
to the place it all began
memories is all I have left
to my heart the memories have cleft
Home Sweet Home
Met this girl called josephine and took her up on my machine
We had a little fun and now we got a little one
Had to get married, being chased out of town
Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down
Call it home sweet home, home sweet home
Eleven floors up in a tower block
Happy just to have a home
Ive gone and changed the lock on our home
Nothing really worked out right, things got broke,
They stayed that way
None of our friends came around at night and little sam got
No place to play
Weve got to get out of here, bill she said Ive been telling
You all the while
When I came home from work that night shed jumped out the
Window with our chiled
From our home sweet home, home sweet home
Just a place to take a rest, just a place ot make our nest
-- we call it our home
When the insurance money came through seemed dirty didnt
Know what to do
Took the cash went down the casino, down on the wheel
On the double
And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before
Bought myself a country house with an antique carved
Oak door
It was home sweet home, home sweet home
Just a place to lay our head think of all those things we said
About in our home sweet home.
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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