Janis Ian Home Is The Heart
There's a home for every heart Like a diamond in the dark, when you least expect a spark, it shines Some may move in right away Some may build it day by day Some may find they're too afraid to try
Home is the heart made real Home is the heart we feel, made real
Sometimes there's a hiding place You won't find a single trace of the love that used to grace these walls Sometimes there's an open door where there wasn't one before, and the less you speak, the more it calls
Home is the heart made real Home is the heart we feel, made real
Mansions may grow cold and one room shacks stay warm New love may grow old and not remember being born but I believe the heart recalls what lips forget, and time makes small It lives on in these four walls
Home is the heart made real Home is the heart we feel, made real
