A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sitting there But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home When there's no one there to hold
When I think of home, I think of a place Where there's love overflowing I wish I was home, I wish I was back there With the things I've been knowing Wind
went away Since he went away A chair is still a chair Even when there's no one sitting there But a chair is not a house And a house is not a home When
: When I think of home, I think of a place Where there's love overflowing I wish I was home, I wish I was back there With the things I've been knowing
: A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sitting there But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home When there's no one there to
he went away Since he went away A chair is still a chair Even when there's no one sitting there But a chair is not a house And a house is not a home When
When I think of home, I think of a place Where there's love overflowing I wish I was home, I wish I was back there With the things I've been knowing
Oh my man I love him so He'll never know All my life is just despair But I don't care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright, alright What'
: Oh my man I love him so He'll never know All my life is just despair But I don't care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright, alright What