I’ve lived my entire life believing that Home is building A place where you get creative with all your fancy decorations your fancy candle chandelier lightings A place where I can cook all my fancy gourmet meals While watching my big fancy television A place with my fancy four car garages where I can park my fancy toys Enter , live and lock my fancy twelve foot doors As I spent all my fancy earnings Then with a snap of my fingers one morning I got wised up I realized I was wrong the entire time Those fancy things aren’t what truly makes a home at all I was wrong I was broke wrong Home is the space in between your heart Home is wherever I’m with you Home is wherever love resides , memories are created like Instagram photos filling up your heart And where laughter never ends.