There is a place in which I love to stay,
a place sometimes I can't always play.
This place I can easily call my own,
but I can't call it home sweet home.
It's not the house for that I care,
it's the people who are living there.
Not just anyone a guy,
who doesn't leave me wondering why.
I don't have to keep quiet,
and he doesn't make me diet.
What if I would have stayed honest from the start,
would we be together or would we have fallen apart.
How hard will things be when we fight?
He's my decision weather it's wrong or right.
I hope that everyone can see,
the only thing that matters is that I'm happy.
