Home was with you,
And without you,
Every place seems blue,
But only if you knew,
How you made a house,
Become a home.

Now I am without a home,
Left to constantly roam,
For another soul,
That could make me whole,
The way you made a house,
Become a home.

Now I am without a home,
No place to call our own,
No such comfort zone,
And when I'm left alone,
I always just let out a groan.
I always reach for the phone,
But I never hear a dial tone,
I always felt naked to the bone,
With you around this place,
Because you made a house
Become a home.

Now my heart is without a home,
No ribcage to situate in,
No response to any situation.
They say love is patience,
But my heart is not a doctor,
All our memories in a locker,
I reminisce on what was proper,
But my vulnerable heart bear wind,
And there was no way it could win.
You made a house for my heart,
That became a home it couldn't part.