These stone walls,
This cold air,
The hard floor,
Should I learn, to call this home? Is this my place to be?
If this is home,
I ask myself,
Why is it so dark and cold here if this is home?
I don't know,
Maybe this is home,
Or maybe not,
Tell me, Should I learn to call this home?
Every night I sit here and wonder,
I just think and ask myself,
Is this dark cold place where I belong?
I'm so confused,
If this is home I ask myself,
How can this be home?
The cold, Should I learn to call this home?