I travel the world trying to find a place were I belong,
I travel the world thinking its beauty will overcome me,
Thinking I will find the place I've been longing for,
When what I'm looking for is right before me.
Now I can see that the place I've been longing for is the place I came from,
The place I've lived my whole life,
It is home sweet home where I wish to be.
Feb 4, 2008
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you're so cute. i hope you always love 'home'. you're a joy to have at home.
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