Our Home - Sean Christopher

There’s a place where I wanna go

Where the landscapes are beautiful

With the stars painted by Van Gogh

Our home, home

A house we call our home

Our home, home

A house we call our home

There’s a place where the cold won’t bite

Where the hurt doesn’t need to hide

With a moon to shimmer through the night

Our home, home

A house we call our home

Our home, home

A house we call our home

Ooh

We’re home, we’re home, we’re home

We’ve come home

Ooh

We’re home, we’re home, we’re home

We’ve come home

There’s a place where our hearts roam free

Where wild flowers can grow endlessly

With a smile

Where we unwind and let it be

Our home, home

A house we call our home

Our home, home

A house we call our home

Ooh

We’re home, we’re home, we’re home

Oh we’ve come home

Ooh

We’re home, we’re home, we’re home

Oh we’ve come home

We’ve come home

We’ve come home