Lyrics Home - Jan Loechel

Home

I`d packed my few belongings
And it felt like growing up
With some things to remember
And others that were not
It was the coldest of Septembers — 1994
I was freezin`, and hungry
Faithful and unsure
Home — Home is where I`m coming from
Home is where I do belong
Home — Home is what I`ve always known
Home is when you carry on
I was more than open
But the doors were closing soon
I was seeking — I was coping
But cash won`t heal the wounds
Making plans and staying friends
With the one I love
Getting rid of self defense
Instead of giving up
Home — Home is where I`m coming from
Home is where I do belong
Home — Home is what I`ve always known
Home is when you carry on