I love where I live
And I’d like to think
That where I live loves me too.
For all of the wonderful things
It has shown me and the feelings
It evokes in me.
I am forever in debt to this place.

Where I live has molded me into
Who I am today,
And helped me to stay grounded.
And although I haven’t done anything
To make me get a big head or a big ego,
I think that if I ever get to that point
All I have to do is wander into my backyard
For an hour or two and I’ll realize
How infinitely small I am compared
To the vastness of what lies just beyond
The tree-line.

And god forbid if I ever forget
Where I came from,
All I need to do is stick out
My hand
And the landscape of this place
Will come flooding back.
All of the hills that I’ve climbed
And the forests I’ve wandered through
Will forever mean more to me
Than any place I’ll ever live.

And when I’m gone away from here,
If I’m ever homesick
I need only close my eyes
And I’ll travel back to the
Only place that’s ever felt right.
Back on the roads I know
Like the back of my hand.
I could trace the topography
In my mind and I know every line.

But I don’t need to worry about
Forgetting or getting homesick
Because home is where the heart is,
So mine will always be with me
Everywhere I go.