Homemade inside

I have had many homes,

Places where I reside,

Places where I live, places I dream,

Places I hide.

Places I can’t dream at all,

Places I have to hide my pain.

But do not feel anything bad about these places, before I finish this refrain,

I have had so many places,

And in each I am never the same.

I always create my unspoiled profile

The stuff that makes me, ‘me’

Deep inside where no one can see

A place I call “homemade inside”

And no matter where I live, I know it’s temporary

And my heart will heal

It’s temporary

A place you live,

Because the stuff that is homemade inside of you

Is something no one can steal.