Home is where the heart is,
That’s what they say.
But you stole my heart,
And I grow more homesick every day.
How can I not be
When I think of you constantly?
In my dreams I see you,
And at least there, you’re with me.
That’s what they say.
But you stole my heart,
And I grow more homesick every day.
How can I not be
When I think of you constantly?
In my dreams I see you,
And at least there, you’re with me.
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