The place i call home, br is silent and still, br empty and sad, br with rooms to fill, br br The place i call home br is broken and worn, br with walls that are stained, br with a foundation that crumbles, br crumbles in the warm summer rain br br The place i call home, br is small and worn, br icelated with no one around, br not by a city or town, br br yet here i wait, br i wait for you, br who breaks the silence with a joke, br paints the walls with a coat, br who bring s life to this place once again, br fills the room with flowers and gifts, br i know your not a myth, br br this place i call home, br where silence remains, br walls that are stained, br doors that are broke, br with room to fill, br this place were i wait, br and wait just for you.