How can I hope to make you understand
Why I do, what I do?
Why I must travel to a distant land
Far from the home I love?
Once I was happily content to be
As I was, where I was.
Close to the people who are close to me
Here in the home I love.
Who could see that a man would come
Who would change the shape of my dreams?
Helpless now I stand with him
Watching older dreams grow dim.
Oh, what a melancholy choice this is:
Wanting home, wanting him.
Closing my heart to every hope but his,
Leaving the home I love.
There where my heart has settled long ago
I must go, I must go.
Who could imagine I'd be wand'ring so
Far from the home I love?
Yet, there with my love, I'm home.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Far From the Home I Love
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