You feel like home to me, Like a comfortable easy chair.
A place where I can be myself, Where I can go to be free.
You feel like home to me, Like a warm cozy bed, On a dark Winter's night, Protecting me during sleep.
You feel like home to me, A warm aromatic kitchen To feed my constant hunger, Filling me until I'm satisfied.
You feel like home to me,
A place where love grows,
A place I can call mine,
A place where I can grow old.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2003
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