A home away from home;
We all hope to find.
When away from home we roam,
From those who are always kind.

We seek it in sights and sounds,
We look for the smallest signs.
Hoping to find a home,
Away from the love that binds.

As days turn to months;
And months turn to years,
We learn to expect nothing;
We learn to hide our tears.

We learn to walk alone;
We learn to stand on our own,
We learn to make a home,
When away from home we roam.