Nyjah,
On that same theme of needing a home and a place to be loved and safe, here is a song that years ago spoke a lot of truth to millions of kids who were away from home working, studying, serving in the military, running away, or whatever:
Homeward Bound
Simon and Garfunkel
I'm sittin' in the railway station,
Got a ticket for my destination, mmm.
On a tour of one night stands,
My suitcase and guitar in hand,
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward Bound, I wish I was
Homeward Bound.
Home, where my thought's escaping;
Home, where my music's playing;
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Every day's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines,
And each town looks the same to me -
The movies and the factories -
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward Bound, I wish I was
Homeward Bound.
Home, where my thought's escaping;
Home, where my music's playing;
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity,
Like emptiness in harmony.
I need someone to comfort me!
Homeward Bound, I wish I was
Homeward Bound.
Home, where my thought's escaping;
Home, where my music's playing;
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me,
Silently for me.
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Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway.
Nobody living can make me turn back:
This land was made for you and me. (Woody Guthrie)