A Place Called Home

There’s a place called home I can almost see,
With a red front door, and a roaring fire, and a
Christmas tree.
Just a place called home, full of love and family,
And I’m there at the door, watching you come
home to me.

Through the years I’ll recall this day,
In your arms when I finally found my way
To a place called home, and a life with you.
Where the days are long, and the love is strong,
And the dreams are true.

Just a place called home where you and I
Will always see through the dark of the night.
Let your heart come home to me.

Through the years I’ll recall this day,
In your arms when I finally found my way
To a place called home and a life with you.
Where the days are long, and the love is strong,
And the dreams are true.

Just a place called home where you and I
Will always see through the dark of the night.
Let your heart come home to me.
For the rest of your life, let your heart come
home to me.