Peter, Paul & Mary - Home Is Where The Heart Is Lyrics
On the corner theres this nice manHis name is mark, hes always smilingHes got this mom who comes on wednesdaysIn the evening with soup so steamingHe shares his house with his friend martinTheyre not brothers, theyre not cousinsMy little girl wonders all about these menI take hold of her hand, and I beginChorus:Home is where the heart isNo matter how the heart livesInside your heart where love isThats where youve got to make yourselfAt homeAcross the yard live deb and triciaWith their tools and laddersAnd their room additionMy kid yells over, are ya having a baby?They wink and smile, they say, someday maybe.But through their doors go kids and mommiesFunny how you dont see the daddies go inMy little girl wondersbout this house with no men,I take hold of her handAnd I beginChorusround the corner, here comes martinHes alone now, he tries smilingHe roams around his well stocked kitchenHe knows that fate will soon be comingMy little girl wonders where he will liveI take hold of her hand and I beginChorusMartin sits and waits with his windows openHis house is empty, his heart is brokenWe bring him toys and watercolorsHe loves to hear my little babys storiesShes the gift I shareShes his companionShes the string on the kiteShe guides him into the windMy little girl wonders who will care for himWe take hold of his hand and we begin
