• i miss my home
    where leaves would fall
    then snow would fall
    then children all around
    to give themselves the wings they want to fly above the ground

    i miss my home
    where nights were freezing cold
    and hearts were never cold
    then sitting by the fireplace
    we sip cocoa to warm our heart and melt our frozen face

    i miss my home
    where love was welcome
    and people were welcome
    in hearts and every home
    and hand-in-hand we go, along the trail we'd roam

    i miss my home
    where christmas wasn't gifts
    and fam'ly was the gift
    and love was all we wanted
    but now that times are gone with memories i'm haunted