You see an old house I see memories My son playing on the floor The taste of my favourite meal
You see rusty gutters I feel the joys of winter Snuggled deep under covers As we hid from the thunder
Chorus: I smell the smoke of our fireplace I see our pictures hanging on the wall When I walk through my creaky old door... I am home... this is my home
Now my wife and I are older My son has a family of his own When I look at all the faded curtains I'm amazed at how time's flown
Yes, I struggle with the upkeep The garden's overgrown But no matter how it looks to you This is still my home
Chorus: I smell the smoke of our fireplace I see our pictures hanging on the wall When I walk through my creaky old door... I am home... this is my home
Bridge: You can have your mansions, your apartments and your condos ... But do you need to steal my castle, let me keep my home I worked my fingers to the bone Let me keep my home
I love my home
Chorus: I smell the smoke of our fireplace I see our pictures hanging on the wall When I walk through my creaky old door... I am home... this is my home I love my home... don't take my home
