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 "This Place Called Home" I've been down every dusty road Turned over every stone Spent so many cold and lonely nights Searchin' for a place called home Your lovin' arms could save me One kiss could steal my pain I'm just lookin' for some shelter From my cold heart's bitter rain When will I find this place you call When will I find this place you know When will I find this place called home Dusty shoes and dirty faces Ragged nails and faded traces..Of the places that we've been Painting pictures of our lives...Monuments in our minds Of dreams we've yet to find You know we live our lives it seems Clingin' to the same old schemes Isn't that what life is all about Always wantin' what you're without... I'll find a way to try to believe again Find a way to chase my dreams again To feel the things I felt before To share a heart and so much more There's no white picket fence and apple tree Just the road like a map in front of me I want you now but then I'll be Movin' on to my destiny... I know you tried your best to change me Tried your best to rearrange me I'm sorry that I couldn't be All you needed me to be... All material is © JuleCarey.com 2001 |
