I'll soon be moving into my first house -
it'll really be like my first "home"
Though I started out in a house - it was never my home
Countless times I heard Louise (some of them called her Mom) say
"This is my house" - No, I'll treat you anyway I like.... now get off the phone!
Now I can talk for hours - plant and pick ALL of my flowers
No one can tell me what to do in my Home!
When I am tired I'll retreat to my sanctuary
and lay my burdens on the altar of my bed
I'll think any thoughts I like and relish the first one that pops into my head
I'll have parties whenever I want to -
only limited by the guest list and variety of my menu
Creativity will flourish and my soul it will sustain and nourish
I'll run through my house naked and laughing
She won't be able to come over and call me crazy
They're always be music and dancing
It will be my show place, my NO place and my do whatever I want place
There is NO place like HOME.
