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 © Kaila B.A | Year Posted 2011
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