What is she
That girl you see
In those silly dreams
She is what she seems

She is heartbreak
Heart ache
Crazy head
An empty bed

She is sleepless nights
She is love that bites
She is your dreams
Exactly as it seems

She is good times
And bad rhymes
She is the blast
From your past

The reason you wake
The reason you must fake
A smile
For a while

She isn't your here
And that's your fear
She isn't your now
And you don't know how

You will go on
Hang on
Or
Be on

But you do know this
Every day you miss

What she was
Your buzz

And what she is

Your hug
Your kiss
Your heart
Your soul

Your warmth
Your decisions
Your future
And your world

That's what she is
Mine

An easy question
For a man to answer
A man will quit
When roses
Are not red
When oranges
Loose their orange
When water is dry
When stars can't be seen
When there is no hate
A man is saying
He cannot
Because roses
Won't loose their red
Oranges
can't loose their orange
Stars will always
Be seen
And there will always
Be a form of hate

A man will always
Love a girl
A man
Loves you

Four walls
And some halls

A bed
A shed

In the garage is a car
In the basement, a bar

Some beds
For people to lay their heads

A plot of land
Where you play with your band

None of that
Goes in the hat

Home is where the heart lies
And cries

Where you heal
And can feel

Where you can shake
And eventually break

Where you smile
At least once in a while

Where you can fear
But don't have to hear

It's all of the above
Home is where you love

I can't wait to be home