i feel at home
i feel at home
when the wind hugs me gently
and the sea kisses my toes
i feel at home
when the trees serenade me
and the grass whipsers sweet nothings
i feel at home
when the sky flows endlessly
and the stars twinkle brightly
i feel at home
when the birds sing happy tunes
and the crickets call out goodnight
i feel at home
when the storm rages angrily
and the seas attack the shore
i feel at home
when the hurricanes roar wildly
and the winds tear our buildings apart
i feel at home
when the orphaned fawn cries out
and the lonely dove perches on a bare tree
i feel at home
when the night wolves cry for food
and in the drought when the drowning fish beg for water
i feel at home
when the earth falls into chaos
and mother nature seems confused
i feel at home
when the morning sun rises
and the evening sun sets
i feel at home
when the night sky kisses the moon
and the stars beg for attention
i feel at home
when i am with you in this world
and when you hold me as the sky holds the earth
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