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Wednesday, October 22, 2008

I miss home so much, hearing this song made me cry more.

There’s a place called home
I can almost see, with a red front door, and
A roaring fire, and a Christmas tree.
Yes, a place called home
Full of love and family,
And I’m there at the door
Watching you come home to me.

Through the years
I’ll recall this day
In your arms
Where I finally found my way

To a place called home
And a life for two
All I want is you
And a place called home
You and I will always be

In the dark of the night
Let your heart come home
To me

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