I have visited more places than I can count,
Dwelled in more homes than I care to recall,
But nothing compares to the joy I feel
When I return to my lost soul resting here.
There is judgement and there is pain
There is loneliness and many so vain
But there is also hope that I can find
And lose myself at the same time.
Dwelled in more homes than I care to recall,
But nothing compares to the joy I feel
When I return to my lost soul resting here.
There is judgement and there is pain
There is loneliness and many so vain
But there is also hope that I can find
And lose myself at the same time.
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