I love this house,
It just looks so happy to me,
Like it belongs in a kid's book,
Where happiness is as wild as it can be,

I love the memories,
The parties and Christmas trees,
The faces of everyone I grew up with,
And the joy I get while remembering,

I love the old front door,
The rusted gate and tiles floor,
Oh, the old kitchen top,
I miss its beautiful smell of cooked food and all

I love the broken pieces of glass,
One by the front porch,
Where we used to play and make a mess,
Perfect. That used to be my favorite place,

I love this old house,
Something about it makes me feel calm,
When the world has done beating me down,
This, this is my sanctuary realm,