Syml — Sweet Home

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Never have I seen a place
That reminds me of your face
‘Til I heard it call to me
Like a phone call from a friend
Set in silence like a prayer
If these walls could breathe the air
They would sing a song of love
And how it sometimes has to end

Welcome home
Your last and only one
Never more to roam
Have no fear
If you don’t see the sun
I will hold you close
Welcome home
You are home
No nothing tastes like sweet
Sweet home

Letters written in the den
Folded news and coffee cans
Simple things that I recall
Not forgotten easily
Dog is passed out on the lawn
He will miss me when I’m gone
He won’t speak what he has seen
Like the walls surrounding me

Welcome home
Your last and only one
Never more to roam
Have no fear
If you don’t see the sun
I will hold you close
Welcome home
You are home
No nothing tastes like sweet
Sweet home

Welcome home
Your last and only one
Never more to roam
Have no fear
If you don’t see the sun
I will hold you close
Welcome home
You are home
No nothing tastes like sweet
Nothing tastes like sweet
No nothing tastes like sweet
Sweet home