My home is where your heart is,
Want you to know you own it,
And that you've had it from the start.
I hate to see your tears,
There are things you need to hear,
Let me talk to you baby.
Cause you need things she cannot buy,
Yeah you want her to make you smile,
Carving our names in a tree,
Just you and me, the rain can't wash that away...
New way home
I dream a little dream of ya,
To be with ya
Stone by stone
I'm working on a dream for ya
The best for ya