Originally Posted by jimnyc

Home is where the heart is

Seems things always had a way of working themselves out
Things taken for granted, because there was no doubt
We've succeeded when we should have failed
I thought this was a sign, and it was...

Obstacles, arguments, problems abound
But all throughout I knew you were around
These problems didn't go away
But they didn't hurt,
Because you were around

We thought we might be better alone
Separated, we were no longer one
The darkness settled in, and it got cold
There's no worse feeling than being alone

Is this what you want, to be apart?
Maybe you do, but it's tearing my heart
I'd rather go back again to the start

It's better to not have loved at all
Than to have failed at love

If home is where the heart is, then I am homeless

Originally Posted by jimnyc

Home is where the heart is

Seems things always had a way of working themselves out
Things taken for granted, because there was no doubt
We've succeeded when we should have failed
I thought this was a sign, and it was...

Obstacles, arguments, problems abound
But all throughout I knew you were around
These problems didn't go away
But they didn't hurt,
Because you were around

We thought we might be better alone
Separated, we were no longer one
The darkness settled in, and it got cold
There's no worse feeling than being alone

Is this what you want, to be apart?
Maybe you do, but it's tearing my heart
I'd rather go back again to the start

It's better to not have loved at all
Than to have failed at love

<b>If home is where the heart is, then I am homeless</b>