From the recording We Are All Travelers Here
Lyrics
I want a piano by the window
I want a front porch with a front porch swing
I want to know I’m home when I walk through the door
I want a piano by the window
CHORUS:
These memories from so long ago
They play a melody that feels like love, it feels like home
When I played the notes, when I heard them sing
I knew that I belonged and love was everything
That was my mother planting flowers
Sweet peas and irises bloomed from the dry desert ground
That was my father playing basketball
Teaching us to love the game and to give our all
CHORUS
That was my home, I can see it in my mind
It’s where I belong to a place and to a time
Now that I’m older home gets harder to find
I want to remember how to be here
Without a reason, without a question in my mind
I want to believe again in a safe world
Where love is powerful and hate can never win
CHORUS