Dear MY,
Driving on the strange quiet country road, this song from the CD you burnt for me reminded me of how people around makes the difference in life, no matter where you are are, how much you have, how much you earn, or literally, how you are.
"A chair is still a chair
Even when there's no one sitting there
But a chair is not a house
And a house is not a home
When there's no one there to hold you tight,
And no one there you can kiss good night.
A room is still a room
Even when there's nothing there but gloom;
But a room is not a house,
And a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart."
Maybe that's why we are leaving hey... finding that home, though home is where the heart is too.
jy
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