The Only Place I Call Home

Music: J. D’Aqui, M. Gambino, P. Pineyro Lyrics: M. Gambino July, 2012


(V1) Nine months in perfect climate control.

Not hot, not humid, no wind and no cold.

Never worrying if I was gonna get fed.

You could say everyday I had breakfast in bed.

(“Chorus 1”) Then, someone grabbed me by my legs and gave me a pull.

I’ve spent my time since then trying to get back to…

The only place I call home.

(V2) No bills, no job and nobody to owe.

The only thing expected is that I would grow.

No sense of fashion (truth be told).

Never wondered what to wear…

‘Cause I had no clothes.

<Repeat Chorus 1 to guitar solo to dynamic low>

(V3) What did I do to deserve this?

(Something I said?)

Did I miss a due date to pay the rent?

(Where was it spent?)

You started feeling restricted, so I had to go.

I was being evicted, but I didn’t know!

(“Chorus 3”) Then, someone grabbed me by my legs and gave me a whack.

I’ve spent my days, in so many ways, trying to get back to…

The only place I call home.

© Lion-Hearted 2012