Home, home, home
Home, home, home
Would you travel far
Would you walk alone
To meet your own shadow
Could you walk away from all you knew
Collect a few memories from your meadow
Would you travel far
To land in the arms of the unknown
In a new found place
Would you share it all
Tell your story
Let them see the footprint
From your meadow
Where is your home
Where is my home
Is there ever a place to call our own
Who is weak, who is strong
In a world where we long for the truth
Of our lifetime
Where is your home
Where is my heart
Is there ever a chance to restart
Where is good, where is bad
In a world that's both mad
And beautiful
Would you look at me
As your own child
A soul living under the sky
Like a wild rose
How can we cope
How can we stand
To lose this new friend
From the meadow
So here we are
Holding a dream
In hands of hope
A precious gift
What can we do
To keep it warm
To lift above pain
Where is your home
Where is my home
Is there ever a place to call our own
Who is weak, who is strong
In a world where we long for the truth
Of our lifetime
Where is your home
Where is our heart
Is there ever a chance to restart
Where is good, where is bad
In a world that's both mad
Where is your home
Where is my home
Is there ever a place to call our own
Who is weak, who is strong
In a world where we long for the truth
Of our lifetime
Where is your home
Where is my heart
Is there ever a chance to restart
Where is good, where is bad
In a world that's both mad
And beautiful
Home, home, home
Home, home, home