Lyrics

When you’re feeling low and lonely,

Where’s the place that drags you up from the dumps?

In a cold and empty building,

Or surrounded by those who knew you when you were a bump.

There’s a place that I call home.

It’s not a house though.

Wherever the people I love go,

That’s the place that I’ll call home.

When the world is crashing down around you,

Where’s the place you’d run to hide?

Somewhere made of concrete and plaster,

Or somewhere with people by your side?

There’s a place that I call home.

It’s not a house though.

Wherever the people I love go,

That’s the place that I’ll call home.

Ooh… home, home, home.

Without others we are no one.

Without guides we are lost.

So build your home from people,

rather than from bricks and glass.

There’s a place that I call home.

It’s not a house though.

Wherever the people I love go,

That’s the place that I’ll call home.

That’s the place that I’ll call home.