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A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sittin' there
But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home
When there's no one there to hold you tight
And no one there you can kiss goodnight

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A room is a still a room, even when there's nothin' there but gloom
But a room is not a house and a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart

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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

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Maybe there's a chance for me to go back

Now that I have some direction
It would sure be nice to back home
Where there's love and affection

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And just maybe I can convince time to slow up
Giving me enough time in my life to grow up

udah deh sweet lagunya uuuuuuuuu mana kadang-kadang pas gitu sama gue he-he-he