Home,
What do they know about home?
Some say it is where family begin,
Some say it is where life gets in,
It is a place to stay,
To live, to feel loved.

But some say it is where darkness crawls in,
Creeps out the wood into the living soul,
Creates a monster living as a whole,
Ain't it scary how home can change
the way you grow?

But for me home is different,
It is not a house with wood or wall,
Nor window, nor door,
It is a heart belongs to my loving soul,
Nor family, nor friends, nor the world.

He is just the man who makes me feel
I'm strong,
No matter where I go, with his soul,
I'm no longer scared, nor I will fall,
Cause he makes me feels like I'm home,
Because he is my home.

-Sif.