Home, home, home is where your heart is.
So far, I’ve strayed so far from home.
I don't know what my chance is,
But with the stars and their glances,
I guess, at best, I’d rest alone.
But home, home, home is where my heart's been.
My heart, it says it needs its home,
One without those fences,
I’ll even put down my defenses.
I just need to feed and sleep, but not alone.
So walk, walk, walk with me,
And I will hold the door.
Come inside, enjoy those sandy shores.
There's room enough for love,
For sure, the song will go on and on and on.
Singing, “Will you be my home?”
Because home, home, home is where your heart is.
It's got hours of flowers and a tint of hope.
And it may not be a mansion.
But hey, who really needs a mansion?
It's enough to see the smile that you have shown.
So walk, walk, walk with me,
And I will hold the door.
Come inside, enjoy those sandy shores.
There's room enough for love,
For sure, the song will go on and on and on.
Singing, “Let will be your home.”
So walk, just walk with me,
And I will hold the door.
Come inside, enjoy those sandy shores.
There's room enough for love,
For sure the song will go on and on and on,
Singing, “I will be your home.”
Yeah, we, we will make this home.
Oh home, home, home.