Home Is Where The Lilacs Bloom In Late May, Feeding The Hungry Which Drink Only Nectar, Home Is Where I Can Hear What The Timber Say, But Here The Trees Are Hushed By Anguish
Home Is Where The Stream Bubbles Soft, Where The Night Is Filled With Music, Home Is Where Birds And Dreams Fly Aloft, When The Sunrise Ripens The Skies
Home Lies A Long Way Away, Where The Stars Litter The Sky, Home Is Where The Heart Lies, So I Dwell With No Heartbeat