A Home

<br>I mistook the warnings for wisdom<br>From so called friends quick to advise<br>Though your touch was telling me otherwise<br>Somehow I saw you as a weakness<br>I thought I had to be strong<br>Oh but I was just young, I was scared, I was wrong<br><br>Not a night goes by<br>I don`t dream of wandering<br>Through the home that might have been<br>And I listened to my pride<br>When my heart cried out for you<br>Now every day I wake again<br>In a house that might have been<br>A home<br><br>Guess I did what I did believing<br>That love is a dangerous thing<br>Oh but that couldn`t hurt anymore than never knowing<br><br>Not a night goes by<br>I don`t dream of wandering<br>Through the home that might have been<br>And I listened to my pride<br>When my heart cried out for you<br>Now every day I wake again<br>In a house that might have been<br>A home<br>A home<br><br>Four walls, a roof, a door, some windows<br>Just a place to run when my working day is through<br>They say home is where the heart is<br>If the exception proves the rule I guess that`s true<br><br>Not a night goes by<br>I don`t dream of wandering<br>Through the home that might have been<br>And I listened to my pride<br>When my heart cried out for you<br>Now every day I wake again<br>In a house that might have been<br>A home<br>A home