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Home Is Always Home

I thought that i'm grownup But I'm missing my home Missing all the happy laughters The happy color of my old room I miss the gathering on xmas night The dances, the food , the champagne Being far from My loving warm sweet home Makes me cry like a sky crying with rain I miss your bright garden, with the happy singing birds I miss your lovely green garden, with it is sweet sense Sweet home you are always in my mind I remember you , i remember my old good friends Leaving you was one hard thing to do Sometimes we have to let go without asking why you are curved in my heart, like a curve in a rock You are always in my heart, i swear its not a lie

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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