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I mistook the warnings for wisdom

From so called friends quick to advise

Though your touch was telling me otherwise

Somehow I saw you as a weakness

I thought I had to be strong

Oh but I was just young, I was scared, I was wrong



Not a night goes by

I don`t dream of wandering

Through the home that might have been

And I listened to my pride

When my heart cried out for you

Now every day I wake again

In a house that might have been

A home



Guess I did what I did believing

That love is a dangerous thing

Oh but that couldn`t hurt anymore than never knowing



Not a night goes by

I don`t dream of wandering

Through the home that might have been

And I listened to my pride

When my heart cried out for you

Now every day I wake again

In a house that might have been

A home

A home



Four walls, a roof, a door, some windows

Just a place to run when my working day is through

They say home is where the heart is

If the exception proves the rule I guess that`s true



Not a night goes by

I don`t dream of wandering

Through the home that might have been

And I listened to my pride

When my heart cried out for you

Now every day I wake again

In a house that might have been

A home

A home

I mistook the warnings for wisdom

From so called friends quick to advise

Though your touch was telling me otherwise

Somehow I saw you as a weakness

I thought I had to be strong

Oh but I was just young, I was scared, I was wrong



Not a night goes by

I don`t dream of wandering

Through the home that might have been

And I listened to my pride

When my heart cried out for you

Now every day I wake again

In a house that might have been

A home



Guess I did what I did believing

That love is a dangerous thing

Oh but that couldn`t hurt anymore than never knowing



Not a night goes by

I don`t dream of wandering

Through the home that might have been

And I listened to my pride

When my heart cried out for you

Now every day I wake again

In a house that might have been

A home

A home



Four walls, a roof, a door, some windows

Just a place to run when my working day is through

They say home is where the heart is

If the exception proves the rule I guess that`s true



Not a night goes by

I don`t dream of wandering

Through the home that might have been

And I listened to my pride

When my heart cried out for you

Now every day I wake again

In a house that might have been

A home

A home

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