viernes, 18 de octubre de 2013

Loving home - Kim Churchill


He came from fire and war and hate to land upon our peacefully soft door.
And that white flag he flew led him to run forever more.
He searched long and hard oh looking on trying to find some destiny.
In the end I’m sure he’ll find that home is where the hearts set free.
 
Oh loving home, I say hey, loving home

Thousands of years went by, he found so many different ways to think
He searched for a way in life and a place where love was distinct.
See finding home was pretty hard, most seemed to live within their heads.
In the end i’m sure he’ll find that home is where the hearts.
 
Oh loving home, I said hey, loving home.

He finds happiness in walking on, living like the swagman free.
For it might not be a book or a god above to make you see.
If finds happiness in walking on, like the swagman free.
For whatever sets your soul on fire helps to put your heart at ease.
 
Oh loving home, I said hey, loving home.