Home is where the heart is
and a place I've never been,
nor have I smelled it's flowers
or walked it's pastures green.

I have not sang it's anthem
nor waved it's national flag,
I have not pledged alligence
to it's every nook and crag.

I have not breathed in it's beauty
nor have I tasted of it's fair,
but my home is where my heart is
if you my love live there.