Not little house on the prairie not a mansion with glitz home sweet home is where it is. I'll find it in time till then I'll wait. No castle, no little log cabin, only need me, my man, my little angel so to speak it's all that I need to be happy. Some days simply fly by living in this crazy world of a ride. I want and need my home sweet home. It will give me such pride. Humble beginnings brought me to this place and now I live to make it each day. I think so loudly at times it hurts, burry my head among the sheets wanting it all to go away. I wake up with each single passing day. It's good enough and I'll let be till I have my home sweet home.