Home
I know a place of love, one that's just sublime
I spend my time here daily in the summertime
In this place I can be myself, not what others like
I laugh and goof and smile on our many hikes
This place i adore is camp, where only friends are made
No matter where i go, the joy from camp never fades
And everytime i leave there, i feel i have to cry
To every friend i've made there, i have to say goodbye.
I'll see them the next summer though, and tell them my tall tales
Of funny things i did at school, or how i hilariously failed
Home is where the heart is, and mine is definitely at camp
For everytime i leave that place, I feel quite like a champ.