Whitney Houston — Home

When I think of home I think of a place where there's Love overflowing; I wish I was home I wish I was back there With the things I've been knowing Wind that makes the tall trees bend into leaning Suddenly the snowflakes that fall Have a meaning Sprinling the scene, makes it all clean Maybe there; s a chance For me to go back Now that I have some direction; It sure would be nice to be back home Where there's love and affection And just maybe I can convince time To slow up Giving me enough time in my life to grow up; Time, be my friend, let me start again... Suddenly my world is gone And changed its face But I still know where I'm going; I have had my mind spun around In space And yet I've watched it growing Oh, if you're listening God Please don't make it hard To know if we should believe The things we see Tell us, should we run away Should we try and stay Or would it be better Just to let things be? Living here in this brand-new world Might be a fantasy; But it taught me to love So it's real, real, real to me... And I've learned that we must look Inside our hearts to find... A world full of love Like yours, like mine Like Home