Lyric Home Poems

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I stand by the water, a bottle in my hand.
The spirits help me face another day.
Think about my wife and kids and do not understand,
How I walked out and threw it all away.
Look out on still waters, tears fall from my eyes.
Drifting through the promises I made.
Promises that float away on dark and clouded skies.
When the wind whispers, the devil must be paid.
But now and then there's laughter in my memories.
Little voices shouting, daddy I love you.
Tears that fall for happy, prayers on bended knees.
Life flowed like a river, dreams did come true.

CHORUS
Lord, help me get back on the road to happiness.
Safe into adoring arms and loving sweet caress.
I need you Lord to guide me, You're my only friend.
Help me Lord, please help me, find my way back home again.

I can't remember when, it started to go wrong.
But, somehow I just lost the will to live.
The shadows and the darkness summoned me to come along.
And gave me life with nothing left to give.
I'm walking on a tightrope, my heart is on the brink.
My strength is gone, there's nowhere left to fall.
The bottle gives me nothing but the need for one more drink.
God I pray that you can hear me call.
Cause now and then there's laughter in my memories.
Little voices shouting, daddy I love you.
Tears that fall for happy, prayers on bended knees.
Life flowed like a river, dreams did come true.

CHORUS
Lord, help me get back on the road to happiness.
Safe into adoring arms and loving sweet caress.
I need you Lord to guide me, You're my only friend.
Help me Lord, please help me, find my way back home again. 

Copyright © Robert Nehls | Year Posted 2015




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This time Lord I'm coming home.
     Hungry, tired, all alone.
I feel the angels comfort me.
     This is where I want to be.
This time Lord I'm coming home.
     It's always been where I belong. 
I'll do the things I know I should,
     'Cause, this time Lord, I'm coming home for good.

How quickly all the years have passed.
It seems like yesterday.
My faith was slipping, fading fast,
And I just walked away.
In search of all the earthly things,
That somehow brought me joy.
I knocked and doors were opening,
Was just the devil's ploy.

My senses lived a blissful life,
With every turn I took.
I left my home, the kids and wife,
Without a second look.
I prayed for good times every night
A new world to explore.
I heard a voice, say, "It's alright."
And then I lost some more.

I drank my way to happiness.
Gave barroom crowds a show.
Was in some woman's sweet caress,
Whenever I would go.
The morning light fell down on me,
A dull consuming weight.
That took away the memory 
Of heaven's pearly gate.

Had nothing left, I lost it all.
Was well on my way down.
I swam in tears and alcohol,
Until I thought I'd drown.
Was contemplating suicide.
Had nowhere else to go.
That's when I heard the voice inside...
I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO!!

This time Lord I'm coming home.
     Hungry, tired, all alone.
I feel the angels comfort me.
     This is where I want to be.
This time Lord I'm coming home.
     It's always been where I belong.
I'll do the things I know I should.
     'Cause, this time Lord, I'm coming home for good.


Copyright © Robert Nehls | Year Posted 2014

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Come home baby


Thinking back...         
over my lifetime
mistakes I've made,
I realize...

so much pain ,       
my life's in tatters...
it come's as no surprise

Now I know...
I'll wait a lifetime,
four score years,
if you're the prize...

take your time,
I know you're hurting...
this time, 
I'll dry your eyes

Chorus

There's one thing I know (I know)
I want you to come home baby
(I know) I want you home to stay
There's one thing I know (I know)
I want you to come home baby
(I know) I want you home to stay


Looking back...
I see it clearly,
you needed,
so much more from me

Give me time...
just be patient
I'll be all,
you need me to be

bridge
I want you home to stay!
I want you home to stay!

Go to chorus

Think about...
the lonely night time
why should we,
spend it all alone?

Think of us...
We need each other
Why don't you
please come home?

chorus repeat
fade

John Derek Hamilton
October 25,2016










Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2016




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The sky screams, 
air is thick. 
Seconds like days, 
years 'tween each tick. 

Tit for tat the raptors dance. 
Each step wounds, talons like bayonets.
Earth below quakes at each traded blow. 
Foundations shaken by spat of foes. 

Frosted, frozen, clad in ice.
The world stands still, fear the vice.
The center may boil, but winter-wrapped still 
She cannot reach out, no pow'r to stop the kill. 

Alas, Earth stands back and wills done be the fray.
Final thundering shrill shrieks, 'tis gone for today. 

The scars still remain, 
Unbeknownst to they that tread. 
Earth still feels the pain, 
Still feels gelid winter's dread.

Copyright © Jonathan J. | Year Posted 2014

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THIS IS A SONG DONE BY CARRIE UNDERWOOD I WANTED TO SHARE WIT ALL OF YOU.


Little boy,6 years old,a little to use to being alone.
Another new mom and dad,another school,another
house that'll never be home.When people ask him
how he likes this place,he looks up and says with
a smile upon his face,
       (CHORUS)
     
    This is my temporary home,it's not where I belong,
windows and rooms that I'm passing' through.This is
just a stop,on the way to where I'm going,I'm not
afraid because I know,this is my temporary home.

Young mom,on her own,she needs a little help got
nowhere to go.She's lookin for a job lookin for a way
out,because a half way house will never be a home.
At night she whispers to her baby girl,someday we'll
find our place here in this world.

(CHORUS)

Old man,hospital bed,the room is filled with people he 
loves,and he whispers don't cry for me I'll see you all
someday.He looks up and says,"I can see GOD'S face.

      (CHORUS)

THIS IS OUR TEMPORARY HOME.


                                           SONG BY CARRIE UNDERWOOD

THANK YOU FOR EVERYONE WHO TOOK TIME TO READ THIS

                         COLLEEN MARIE BONO

Copyright © Colleen Bono | Year Posted 2010

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She wears a metal bracelet, oh, so proudly,
With a POW’s name upon her arm.
She earns her living working in an office,
Typing letters and filing all those forms.

The girls down at work, they tend to gossip,
They talk about her, but not in an unkind way.
But all the same, sometimes it gets too personal…
On the coffee-break, you ought to hear what the girls say.

Welcome home, sister, tell us about Vietnam,
Welcome home, sister, tell us all about it, if you can—

Now what possessed a girl like you to go over there?
Were you running from yourself?—that’s what we heard.
Did you go for the thrills, did you go for the men, did you like those uniforms?
To carry it on this long, it seems absurd.

Yes, I played Country music for the G.I.’s,
I made that USO club tour scene.
And I rode with body bags in the helicopters…
And I saw a night-club blown to smithereens.

And yes, I go to D.C. on vacation,
I spend a lot of time beside that cold, black wall.
I recognize some names upon the surface…
Sometimes it feels just like I know them all.

Copyright © Steve Eng | Year Posted 2009

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His food was ready to be served without hesitating
His bath was drawn and his slippers laid out 
I went out of my way preparing for him all day
"BUT" when arrived to my "SUPRISE"
He came home as a Monster instead 
The gentleness I once knew was left on his job
He walked in the door threw things on the floor
"SLAMMED THE DOOR"
Looked at me strange as if he didn't know my name
ATE and went fast to SLEEP!
I was upset but I didn't complain
"BECAUSE" I had done all I could 
I had set a place for a KING and a Monster came home instead!

Copyright © Cathy Holmes | Year Posted 2006

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Broke down
On the side of the road
Got no where to go 
Just a flat tire
Slept in the car till day light
Thumbed a ride to a Texaco
Man says, “Girl you look wiped out, 
You could stay at my place for the night.”
Ain’t got no control ain’t got no money

So what do you say honey?

Wiped out left alone
On this American road
Yeah, I’m wiped out left alone
Got no place left to go

Rain running down the window shield
Tears in my ears got everything to lose
Make up don’t do me no good
Can’t afford change, got no lipstick to wear
Put your hands down my dress
Ugly man what a mess
Bend over it’s all over

So what do you say honey?

Wiped out left alone
On this American road
Yeah, I’m wiped out left alone
Got no place left to go.

Wiped out left  alone
Wiped out I can’t get home.

Wiped out left alone
Wiped out I can’t get home

Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2014

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With big blue eyes
the way you look
and look at me
makes me smile
when you talk
your voice comforts
the things you share 
involves trust
friendship and love
they set me free
watching you care 
for others
like family
your friendships
animals
feeding the birds
caring for a deer
dogs and cats 
a raccoon family
once even a skunk
the place we live
a sanctuary 
for all creatures
all that breathe
for this I smile 
you love me
I know this
I love you
for who you are

Edward J. Ebbs - October 24, 2015

Copyright © Edward Ebbs | Year Posted 2015

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Your face is what
becomes my addiction.
I see it in every minute
and each second I am living.
You're all I'm getting
The only topic written down...
It's like sight has become sound.

Your name is the reason that I 
breathe
It's the waking breath in me
All my heart and body needs.
And I...
feel the road getting tough because 
of distance
without the loving kisses
Everything that we are missing now..
But I promise it will all work out...
Just give a little more time
and keep me on your mind, like I do 
you.
Because all that's on mine is when I 
get to you..
It'll be so beautiful...
So beautiful...
So beautiful....

Those pretty things
that people do.
Is all I want to do with you.
These days bring rain
These nights bring rings
We talk about these pretty things.
Your pretty smile, your lovely mind,
This pretty life of yours and mine...
It's all I'm calling out for in my 
dreams...
Your pretty face and all these pretty 
things...

I know it's hard 
through all the space and time,
But we don't have to wait forever
It's just a storm we have to weather
until the day that you are mine...
Whatever else is whatever...
just as long as we're together
Making our way to each other's 
moon.
And we'll be home soon, love...
We'll be home soon...

(Those pretty things
that people do.
Is all I want to do with you.
These days bring rain
These nights bring rings
We talk about these pretty things.)

I can't wait to see your face when I 
wake
But these miles do not hear me
To not have you near me, is...
Just a little more than I can take...
Because this place is just a place
until I see your smiling face...

(Your pretty smile, your lovely mind,
This pretty life of yours and mine...
It's all I'm calling out for in my 
dreams...
Your pretty face and all these pretty 
things...)

Your pretty smile, Your lovely mind.
Is so much more, than space and 
time.
I feel you out there, keep you with 
me.
Hoping these days pass quite quickly.
And though apart we have to be 
(right now, right now, right now!...)
With you is where I'd rather be..
(I'd rather be, I rather be!...)

Those pretty things
that people do.
Is all I want to do with you.
These days bring rain
These nights bring rings
We talk about these pretty things.
Your pretty smile, your lovely mind,
This pretty life of yours and mine...
It's all I'm calling out for in my 
dreams...
Your pretty face and all these pretty 
things...

So keep me close to you, my love.
Keep holding on to all that's us...
I see your face in every room...
I promise you that..
we'll be home soon...
And no matter what tomorrow 
brings...
What we have...
is the prettiest of things...

Copyright © Audonus Taylor | Year Posted 2013

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My travels start 
Right here 
Deep in my mind
My travels take me just where
I please I don't have 
To leave my warm room

My travels start 
Sixteen sun
Beating down
Sinatra's crooning Jobim
And I'm just dreaming of my
Great romance to come

I don't need a little ticket
Tells me I can take the train
I don't even to risk it 
There's no blistering sun 
Or driving rain
And it's here that I remain

My travels end 
With a sweet 
And peaceful time
I've found such sense deep within
No more will I feel 
The need to go travelling again.

Copyright © Carl Halling | Year Posted 2015

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From the first moment I saw you I fell in love.
I knew that I had to have you, and I would do what ever it took to make you mine.
You were such a beaming beauty and you made the ground shake under my feet.
We spent many of happy times together since that day when I made you mine.
Then came that dreadful night when I returned home from a fishing trip to find you gone.
What I felt all along had suddenly come true; I just couldn’t go on living with out you.
Then I saw the letter and it explained what happened and where you could be found.

I went by the next day hoping to sneak a peek at you, but to no avail.
I could have gone over there just to see you, but that wouldn’t do.
I had to straighten something’s out in my immature, selfish life first.
So, I went back home, and over the course of the next few days, I got rid of my toys.
The motorcycle, the ATV, the pool table, the Xbox 360, and even the Kegerator went.

Now, I was ready to make a new start, and take you back home again.
I knocked up on the door, and Pops let me in.  I said “I’m here for my red beauty.”
When I laid eyes on you it was love at first sight all over again.
I brought you a present and opened it up; placing a drop behind each head rest.
I made you a solemn promise that day “I’ll never let anyone shift your gears again!”
I slapped three grand in Pops hand, and we rolled out like a cool breeze on a hot summer’s night. 
Me and my honey-red Corvette.


My entry in Drake Eszes's contest "I just can't live without you" 3.5.11

Ref;  Pops Repo LLC

 A fictional tale...beginning to end

Copyright © Edwin Baldwin | Year Posted 2011

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I gave you shelter from the storm,
when it was cold I kept you warm,
from blazing sun I gave you shade,
stopped the wind from blowing you away.

I gave you comfort in the night,
watched over you while you lay sleeping,
through my windows shone the moonlight; 
became the mulga perfumes keeping.

Now I'm not wanted any more
dust builds up around my door
there are no footsteps on my floor
I'm not wanted anymore

I'm not wanted any more
no one can hear me crying
no one comes here anymore
I'm not wanted anymore

Pots and pans hung from my wall,
I loved your paintings in my hall,
departed souls I helped you mourn,
I watched your babies being born,
now there's no children running 'round,
I miss the smell of quandong jam,
please come back I am your home,
it hurts so much to be alone.

Departed souls I helped you mourn,
I watched your babies being born,
please come back I am your home, 
it hurts so much to be alone.

Copyright © Lindsay Laurie | Year Posted 2015

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I imagine what heaven will be like.
I imagine skies so blue,
Glistening like diamonds set in the sky.
The sun shining so brightly,
Offering its warmth to me.
I imagine lush green meadows,
Whispering to me:
“Come, lay down, and rest awhile”
The trees, so large and so full of color,
Some offering luscious fruits,
I can see the flowers with all their hues,
Like precious jewels scattered everywhere.
Bursting with colors like an artistic canvas.
And their fragrance, overwhelms my senses,
Fills the air with their heavenly aroma.
Oh, I cannot leave out those beautiful animals.
They are so gentle, so marvelous.
I can lay with them and feed them.
I call to them and they come to play.
I imagine the waters,
Clear as crystals, fresh and sweet.
I imagine the streets will be of gold,
For my Father only gives the best.
What about the people?
I imagine Adam and Eve,
Noah and Jonah, and so many more,
Along with loved ones and dear ones,
At my home designed by my Father,
Sharing food, fun, love and laughter.
Most of all;
I imagine my Father and I,
Walking together in the garden.
His gentle face looks at me,
He holds my hand,
He gently speaks to me.
We sing songs together and laugh together.
My family comes to join us.
Wow, how very blessed I am.
Oh, how I imagine what heaven will be like.
He’s at the gate,
His angels surround Him,
His arms open wide,
He tells me,
Welcome home my Child.

Copyright © Sindy Vorderstrasse | Year Posted 2007

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I was just a little girl when he went to Vietnam
Some went freely, other's were sent by someone called Uncle Sam
Some men ran to Canada, other's Mexico
Some were just to proud to run, like he, they had to go
To fight a war in which it really wasn't even our place
Only to come back home to find heartbreak and disgrace
Heartaches for their broken homes and lives that had gone awry
Is it any wonder that these men break down and cry?
They cry for all the time they've lost fighting in this war
We'll never know how much it's cost, nor even how much more
They'll have to suffer, day by day, for fighting so we wouldn't have to
These men faced our worse nightmares and that's how we said "thank you"?
They never got a waving banner, no ticker-tape parade
No "welcome home son", nor "job well done", no form of accolade
These were our fathers, husbands, sons, our classmates and our friends
For us this war is over, for them it never ends
I'm sorry, but to me it's personal, my dad went over there
I saw and felt what he went through and to say it wasn't fair
Is the biggest understatement of the century
They fought, they feared, they even died
so you and I could stay free
Now my sons are overseas, fighting for me and you
Please God, don't send them home to me
in a box draped in red, white, and blue.

Copyright © Betty Johnson | Year Posted 2010

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Heroes come in all ages and size They are of a common thread A heart of gold rules their essence Showing love beyond expectation For others, they will run the extra mile No matter the need or cause My hero's name was, Brian No superman or batman was he Just a big brother who championed life With much wisdom for a boy of fourteen Some claimed that Brian was an “old soul” With talents beyond his years From repairing broken wings and things To his genuine commitment to caring For siblings and friends alike He rescued many friends from trouble When adults could not be found Amazing bravery and humility Would shine through many times His math skills were quite impressive We marveled at the tree house he built Where we enjoyed his storytelling and jokes The perfect child, Brian never got a scolding One day I escaped an uncle’s wrath Carried to safety upon his shoulders Walking for miles to a neighbor’s home I admit, at six I was not always sweet After he had made sure I would be fine He returned home to await our parents Assuming they'd be home by then Sadly mistaken, Brian took the punishment for me That unforgetable year, God called Brian home ~*~
©01/11/11

Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2011

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LYRICS TO THE TUNE HOMEWARD BOUND - MICHAEL JOSEPH 

I am waiting,   anticipating
Coming hoooome  ,
home to you
Want to fold you in my arms love, and
will whisper very low.
That I missed you, how I missed you
How I missed you missed u so.


I  am waiting at the station
For the train that's homeward bound
Feel the rattle of the sidecar
As it chugged  along the track
can you hear the engines whistle
Telling you I am  coming home

Is the porch door   -   open for me
Will you hold your arms out wide
Will you hug me closely to you
Close the door once I'm inside

I will never leave you darling
Never more to roam
Wears a smile on , on my face now
Cos I'm almost, almost home

Wearing a smile on my face now
Cos I'm am almost home
I will never leave your side love
never more to roam

I stand here beside you
This is where my true heart lies
I will love you forever
My one love I can't disguise

I am home now ne'er to roam
With my true love by my side

I am home now ne'er to roam love
With my one love  I'll abide
I am home.


Penned. 26 October 2015

Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2015

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They say home is where the heart is but for me that isn’t true
Because my heart is out there somewhere,
Riding along with you…… 
When you’re gone.

Well every now and then you’re on the road again
But I know I have the strength within to carry on
Because my love for you is strong and I know that you won’t be gone that long.
Well I can’t wait for you to come home, cause home is where you belong
And I know you left your heart for me to hold when you are gone……..

So when you’re gone……
I won’t disappoint you,
When you’re gone……..
I won’t let you down,
And when you’re gone…….. 
I promise to you baby,
I’ll never fool around……..
When you’re gone…….

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder
For me I know that isn’t true, cause I don’t think I could love you more,
More than I already do…..
When you’re gone……

Well every now and then you’re on the road again
But I know I have the strength within to carry on
Because my love for you is strong and I know that you won’t be gone that long.
Well I can’t wait for you to come home, cause home is where you belong
And I know you left your heart for me to hold when you are gone……..

So when you’re gone……
I won’t disappoint you,
When you’re gone……..
I won’t let you down,
And when you’re gone…….. 
I promise to you baby,
I’ll never fool around……..
When you’re gone…….

They say our hearts come together, a little at a time
And one of these days you’re going to be, right hereby my side,
And I’ll wait for you every morning, morning, noon and night…….
When you’re gone……..

Well every now and then you’re on the road again
But I know I have the strength within to carry on
Because my love for you is strong and I know that you won’t be gone that long.
Well I can’t wait for you to come home, cause home is where you belong
And I know you left your heart for me to hold when you are gone……..

So when you’re gone……
I won’t disappoint you,
When you’re gone……..
I won’t let you down,
And when you’re gone…….. 
I promise to you baby,
I’ll never fool around……..
When you’re gone…….

They say home is where your heart is but for me that isn’t true
Because my heart is out there somewhere, riding along with you…….
When you’re gone…………

Copyright © HEATHER ROE | Year Posted 2012

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I lie awake in my bed
Staring at the spring stars above my head
I can't take me to sleep
I've been feeling so nostalgic
I've been missing all your magic
and what they do to me

I let the autumn rain drench my body
It's no use admiring the raindrops on my feet
I've been missing your smile that is oh-so sweet

How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again

Winter wind has me curling under your favorite quilt
You got me melting even with your scent
I've been listening to our kind of love song
This is the one we both used to sing along

Summer lights up the sky
It doesn't soothe me and i wonder why
I don't need a therapy
Just bring it back, the you and me

How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again

How many seasons must I have to wait
Must I believe that what we have is fate
How many more monsoons have yet to pass
How many miles more before this would last

Come home to me, Come home to me
Don't think about it and just come home
Come home to me

Copyright © gracel almada | Year Posted 2012

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BY STREET CRIES

PEOPLE PASS ME LIKE I DONT EXIST
LIKE I AM THE ONE WHO REALLY WANTED THIS
DROWNING IN MY SORROW AS I REMINISCE
DAYS OF MY LIFE FULL OF HUNDRED DOLLARNESS
FAST CARS PLENTY OF WOMEN TO KISS
NOW WOMEN RUN CAUSE OF MY STENCH
I USE TO BE ON BILLBOARD ADVERTISEMENT
NOW I HOLD SIGNS IN FRONT OF BILLBOARD ADVERTISEMENT
FACE FULL OF PAIN BEYOND RECOGNIZEMENT
HEART FULL OF SHAME WONDERING WHERE THE TIME WENT
YOU CANT SLEEP OR BE HERE IS MY ONLY ACKNOWLEDGEMENT
FORCE TO LIVE IN A ENVIRONMENT WHERE ADDICTION IS DOMINATE
ROB AND RAPE HAPPEN TO THE SCARED AND SILENT
JUST TO GET A PLATE CAN TURN INTO SENSELESS VIOLENCE 
UNDER THE INTERSTATE JUST TO CLOSE MY EYE LIDS
BLINDNESS PROTECTS YOU FROM SOCIETY DISGUISES 
WHILE I STAND IN A FOOD LINE APART OF THE POVERTY CRISIS

Copyright © Street Cries | Year Posted 2015

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On the 12th day of kiss-mass my true love sent to me
12 dirty undies
11 socks a stinking
10 shoes a humming
9 shirts for pressing
8 trousers 
7 days of take-out boxes
6 flagons of beer
5 D V D's
4 mischievous children
3 dozen wine bottles
2 ex partners
and an engagement ring under the tree

Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2012

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Keep a light on in the window for me
I’m coming home and soon you will see
Stare at the flames in the old fire
Let them make you warm with desire

I’m coming home free
I’m coming home free

I regret that I touched that money sack
I wish I’d just put it back
It’s not hard committing the crime
Yet it is hard doing the time

They gave me fifteen years I served ten
Yes ten in the grey dreary pen
I’m getting out Walking tall
Hoping that back there I never will fall

I’m coming home free
I’m coming home free

As long as I find you waiting for me
Holding your hands out to welcome me free
Then maybe the past can stay in the past
With you I will be free at last

If you are not there waiting for me
Then back in a prison cell I’d rather be
For the rest of my life to be locked away
I am hoping that you will want me to stay

I’m coming home free
I’m coming home free

Copyright © Owen Yeates | Year Posted 2013

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He’d just turned forty, a happy single daddy
He had sunshine days and his life on track
His two girls and him, he love’s his lit’l family
He would never even think of ever looking back
Cuz’ his two girls were growing  - way to fast

His days were busy, when springtime came calling
He farmed right on through the cold bitter rains
And when the planting season  finally ended
He’d caught a cough he just couldn’t shake by then
And that’s when he called me up

My heart beat fast as I packed my bags 
and  rushed to him
It hit me hard how his face was pale
 and his body thin
He smiled his smile at me and said -  come on in
He said  - brother you’ve got to help me
Cuz’soon my girls will be missing me

I need you to hug and kiss them both for me
Tell’em their daddy loves’em when they scrape their knees
Wipe their tears and tuck them in
Read them stories where the Prince always wins
And when they bring home their first dates
You make a mean face and you tell him straight
To have them home not a minute too late
You just tell him- I’m always watching 
From Heaven

I laid my head there upon his chest
My tears fell hard as he struggled for breath
My shoulders shook and he squeezed my hand
He said, I love you brother and you’re a good man
And I know you’ll be the greatest daddy to them
You just tell them – I ‘m always watching
From Heaven

I raised my head then,  smiled and said
I’ll hug them daily and tuck them in
I’ll tell them stories where the Prince always wins
They’ll know their daddy was strong and brave
And I’ll have fun scaring all their dates
I’ll teach them right and what is wrong
I’ll dry their tears when they hear your song
And when its hard and their missing you
I’ll just tell them- You’ll always be watching
From Heaven

Copyright © Roxann Schumacher | Year Posted 2005

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Bought an old cottage
In the country side
Needs some renovation
Have to modernize
On a plot of land all on its own
Wanna make this house a home
 
 
 
 
Gonna fix those windows
New bathroom too
Another thatched roof
Make it brand new
Go to the bank and ask for a loan
Wanna make this house a home
 
 
 
 
It needs some plastering
The kitchens a mess
But it’s got character
Style and the rest
Fallen in love with these pretty stones
Gonna make this house a home
 
 
 
 
It’s a house of two seasons
Picture cosy evenings
Sitting by the open fire
I get a special feeling
From those old oak beams
Gonna make this house my desire
 
 
 
 
You choose the wallpaper
And I'll pick the leather
I'm sure we'll be happy
Decorating together
Can't think of anything 
Than designing together
To make this house a home
 
 
 
 
This house is not a home
Without the finishing touch
I'll build a wall out the front
Put fence out the back
Lights along the pathway
Flowers and some gnomes
Now doesn't that look sweet
This house is our home
 
 
 
 
© Copyright KC.Leake
26th June 2015
All Rights Reserved

Copyright © kevin leake | Year Posted 2015

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Woke up this morning with the feeling not right
The day she said good bye
The warm fuzzy feeling had got up and gone away
The day she said good bye


No one can love her as much as me
The day she said good bye
I don’t know how, when or why
The day she said good bye


We had our home and our three kids 
The day she said good bye
We sold our house to buy that farm
The day she said good bye


She don’t share the pain the inside we’re feeling every day
We live in hope that just one day mamma’s coming home
She’s gonna walk right in and apologize for all the hurt she’s caused


Give me one more single chance to try and make things right
Remember all the times we had, now I’d like to be you’re wife
Remember all the love we had, I’d like to be yours for life
Give me one more single chance and spend you’re life with me

Remember all the love we had, I’d like to your’s for life
Give me one more single chance and spend you’re life with me

Copyright © Roger Hawes | Year Posted 2014

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theres a place where all my memories live
Will i get a chance to return 
to the place, that i belong
i cant let go, i keep holding on
I still remember  
when we used to run
maybe oneday i will come back to where i belong 

Im coming home 
you will see me running down that road
not from the past but what the future holds
Im scared to be, the person im becoming 
so im coming home 
im coming back home
 
This life it holds a million mysteries
I feel ill never learn
But as i get older
Theres some things i have learned
And thats to stay young before you get old

Im coming home
you will see me running down the road
not from the past but what the future holds
Im scared to be the person im becoming 
im coming back home 
so im coming home 

theres a place where all my memories live
Will i get a chance to return 
to the place, that i belong
i cant let go, i keep holding on
                                                               
Im coming home
you will see me running down the road
not from the past but what the future holds
Im scared to be the person im becoming 
im coming back home 
so im coming home 

sandy jack









 

Copyright © Sandy Jack | Year Posted 2014

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The House That Jack Built (Part 1)

Fatigued from years of gleaning storms of snow, sleet, and rain,
 I was yet an innocent and therefore unashamed.
 Her smothered walls creaked and her shingled roof leaked,
 The House That Jack Built some called it.
 But that is where I enjoyed so much fun,
 In spite of the scarcity of both grub and mon,
 With Imagination as my playmate and Time as my friend,
 I’d return to that humble shanty and explore once again.
 I’d trade my white luxury for that battered tin tub,
 Where I soaked clean after molding pies from mud,
 On the threshold of The House That Jack Built.
 The trip-provoking linoleum was cold ‘neath orphaned feet,
 And while we youngest cuddled, the elders rose from sleep.
 Grandpa whittled and kindled a fire,
 Ma saw Pa to his work day,
 And soon the heated kitchen melted the window’s frost away.
 The alarm that coaxed us wee tots from an iron-framed bed,
 Was often the aroma of freshly baked bread,
 The child who won the scramble downstairs to the main floor,
 Was she whose feet claimed center seat on the open oven door.
 Dreaded were trips to the outhouse during fierce wind or storm,
 And when I’d race Fear back over the well-worn track,
 To the cabin where I was born…
 I grew fonder of The House That Jack Built.
 It wasn’t unusual to answer a tap on the door to find a lonely hobo there,
 Hungering for a meal when we had less than our share,
 Still any drifter who approached was treated kindly,
 While Ma delivered take-out meals only,
 When Pa was home why he’d invite the tramp to tea,
 Honoring The House That Jack Built.
 When the calm replaced the storm of a July torrential rain, many kids would run,
 To grass-lined, water-filled ditches and play,
 Until intoxicated from over-indulgence of fun.
 Those same trenches became skating rinks during Winter,
 As did the dirt roads, St. Lawrence River, and winding creeks,
 But bonfires raged aglow, easing the nip of ice and snow,
 That clung to scarves, mittens, eyelashes, and seats.
 Tiny fingers and toes lost battles aplenty with Ole Jack Frost as did many an ear,
 But with painful unthaw of piggy, lobe, or paw, help was usually near.
 Family member, friend, or neighbor would heal the bites,
 With massage from hands that knew,
 The shivering agony that Ole Jack Frost could put a winter lover through.
(Continued in Part 2)

Copyright © Joan Donnelly Ellis | Year Posted 2015

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My son knows one plus one is two, and more
That two plus two will always make four
If he can add that all up, he’s ready for starting.

He’ll begin his first day, not home but away
And I know in my heart, that he’ll be ok
On his very first day, of kindergarten.

Kindergarten, kindergarten, kindergarten, kindergarten.

I drove him to school, the first day you know
Because I had a hard time of letting go
It’s never easy, when it comes to parting.

As he walked into class, I had my fears 
But when the crying began, they were my tears
Of joy for his journey, in kindergarten.

Kindergarten, kindergarten, kindergarten, kindergarten.

He took the bus home like all the others
Including his older sister and brother
But when I saw his face, I knew he was smarting.

He said that he didn’t make any friends
I said soon you’ll have a hundred and ten
He smiled and said that he loved kindergarten.

Kindergarten, kindergarten, kindergarten, kindergarten.

It’s been thirty years, they’ve flown by too fast
I naively thought, that they’d always last
Although I try not to feel too disheartened.

Since you never know when, you’ll get that call
From your grandson, who’s so glad and all
That he started his very first day of kindergarten.

Kindergarten, kindergarten, kindergarten, kindergarten.

-For Hallelujah Contest

Copyright © David Fisher | Year Posted 2013

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They heard the breeze in oak trees
Making weird melodies
And they saw that as start of The Blues

From Parish Jail they heard the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And heard that as a part of The Blues

From a whipporwill on Monkey Hill
They heard a new note
They pushed it through a horn
Until it was worn
Into a blue note

And then they nursed it...they rehearsed it
And then they gave out the news
That New Orleans is home of The Blues

(Sung to melody of "Birth of The Blues)

Copyright © Quentin Ehlinger | Year Posted 2013

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I use to do that coming home from school
We were the swallows on the ground
And in our glee we dissolved the same rule

We would shiver when the rain was done, but
Not then while we laughed and played the fool
Through raindrops and every puddle in each rut

Some things are lost, some go round and round
Like the tidiness with which we kept the hut
Or the frolic that brings the old abandoned sound

I use to do that coming home from school
We would shiver when the rain was done but
Some things are lost, some go round and round

Copyright © L'nass Shango | Year Posted 2012