Loving Home

Loving Home He came from fire and war and hate to land upon our peacefully soft door. And that white flag he flew led him to run forever more. He searched long and hard oh looking on trying to find some destiny. And he searched this land looking for a place to be free. (geändert nach Gehör) Oh loving home, i say hey, loving home Thousands of years went by, he found so many different ways to think He searched for a way in life and a place where love is distinct. See finding home was pretty hard, most seemed to live within their heads. In the end i'm sure he'll find that home is where the heart finds truth Oh loving home, i said hey, loving home. He finds happiness in walking on, living like the swagman free. For it might not be a book that makes you happy or a god above to make you see. If he finds happiness in walking on, like the swagman free. For whatever keeps your soul on fire helps to keep your heart at ease Oh loving home, i said hey, loving home.