home is where the heart lies
and my heart lies with you
but I can't reside here anymore
and soon I'll have to move

despite all these empty rooms
I'll have to pack my things and leave
so much space in your big heart
yet now you hold no space for me

my wounded heart roams homeless
hoping to find a similar level of peace
it searches for you in other homes
but all it's ever got back was defeat

now I've built my heart as my own home
so at least others can reside in it too
many people seek home in my heart...

but it still feels empty...without you.