Sense of Purpose

Me in my home.
Dance till the morning,
you can do.
Call in the morning,
you can do.

Dance till the morning,
you can do.
Call in the morning,
you can do.

Me and mine.
My home.
Here in my homelife
there is so much room for you.

Those scars are ill winds
that linger like some old swansong.
I smile to myself,
those moments lost are moments
found by you.
My home.
My home.
My home.
My home.

Come in to my home.
Come in to my home.