Whitney Houston - Conversations with Whitney Houston and Clive DavisLyrics

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 that makes the tall trees bend into leaning, Suddenly the snowflakes that fall Have a meaning. Sprinkling the scene, makes it all clean. Maybe there;s a chance For me to go back Now that I have some direction; It sure would be nice to be back home, Where there's love and affection. And just maybe I can convince time To slow up. Giving me enough time in my life to grow up; Time, please be my friend,and let me start again... Suddenly my world is gonna change its face But I still know where I'm going; I have had my mind spun around and around In space And yet I've watched it growing. Oh, I know you're listening Lord, So won't you please don't make it hard I know I shouldn't believe everything, everything That things we see. Tell me, should I try and stay Or maybe I should run away Would it be better, better Just to let things be? Living here in this brand-new world Might be a fantasy; yes it might be But it taught me to love, So I know that it's real, its real, real to me... And I've learned that we must look Inside our hearts to find... Yeah we gotta find A world full of love Like yours, like mine- Like Home