Home in My Heart

A whisper on the wind, calling me back home,

Through the echoes of my heart, in fields I've roamed.

Underneath the sunlit skies, where my childhood used to play,

The rivers roll, and mountains stand, still guiding my way.

Memories in every corner, each tree and every stone,

But now I'm far away, feeling lost, and all alone.

I can hear the laughter, in the breeze that blows,

Callin' me to come back, to the land I know.

I miss my country, every heartbeat,

The scent of the earth, where the wildflowers meet.

In the songs of the people, in the lands of the free,

I’m longing for the places, that made a home of me.

The markets full of colors, the hustle and the cheer,

Street vendors calling out, in the tongue I hold so dear.

From the quiet of the forests, to the rhythm of the sea,

Every moment, every heartbeat, is a part of me.

I can feel the longing, deep within my soul,

A part of my heart is where the rivers roll.

I miss my country, every heartbeat,

The scent of the earth, where the wildflowers meet.

In the songs of the people, in the lands of the free,

I’m longing for the places, that made a home of me.

Oh, the nights under the stars, dancing by the firelight,

When the world felt brighter, and everything was right.

But time has pulled me far away, still I hold on tight,

To the dreams of returning, beneath that endless night.

I miss my country, every heartbeat,

The scent of the earth, where the wildflowers meet.

In the songs of the people, in the lands of the free,

I’m longing for the places, that made a home of me.

Someday I’ll return, when the stars align,

Back to the arms of my country, where my heart will shine.