I'm constantly yearning to return to the soul that I understand more than my own,

And a place where I can be myself without any repercussions, and a place where I can call home.

I'd rather be in the arms of someone I love than to be lonely in the biggest mansion.

My home has a heartbeat, keeping time of every moment we spend together,

My home has cracks, and it is nowhere near perfect.

But it is my home, and my happiness.