Home is where the heart is,
you have often heard it said.
Home is where the songbirds sing
their sweetest, overhead.

Home is like the rainbow’s end
that beckons us in the blue.
Home is where your brightest dreams
take root and all come true.

And yet it’s more than just a place
where people sleep and eat.
A home that’s real has something
indefinable and sweet.

It may be just a cottage
or a castle with a dome,
But if God dwells within its walls
it really is a home.