Well I woke up this morning
For the seventh day in a row
In a place that’s familiar
And surroundings that I know.
It wasn’t some hotel room
Or some bus out on the road
Where even among smiling faces
One can feel so alone.
Oh! There’s nothing more that can make you miss a place
Than all the time that you spent gone
If home is where the heart is
Then this is where I belong
I went out walking and looked out
On the valley down below
Stopped by the shore awhile
Just to watch the river flow
Standing ‘neath the autumn sky
My chest ready to explode
I was filled with a certainty
That I’ve always known.
That there’s nothing more that can make you miss a place
Than all the time that you spent gone
If home is where the heart is
Then this is where I belong
Now I’ve traveled all my life
Across this great land
From the streets of Victoria
To the shores of Newfoundland
I know that I’ve been blessed
With all the wonders I’ve been shown
But at the end of the day
This is where I feel I’m home.
Oh! There’s nothing more that can make you miss a place
Than all the time that you spent gone
If home is where the heart is
Then this is where I belong.
If home is where the heart is
Then this is where I belong….