My House

This roof keeps me dry when the rain falls

This door helps to keep the cold at bay

On this floor I can stand on my own two feet

On this chair I can write my lessons

On this pillow I can dream my nights away

And this table, as you can see

Well, it's perfect for tea

It isn't much, but it is enough for me

It isn't much, but it is enough –

On these walls, I hang wonderful pictures

Through this window, I can watch the seasons change

By this lamp, I can read!

And I . . . I am set free

And when it's cold outside, I feel no fear

Even in the winter storms, I am warmed

By a small but stubborn fire

And there is nowhere I would rather be

It isn't much, but it is enough for me

For this is my house

This is my house

It isn't much, but it is enough for me

This is my house

This is my house

It isn't much, but it is enough –

Don't cry

And when it's cold and bleak, I feel no fear

Please don't cry. I'm here

Even in the fiercest storms, I am warmed –

Please don't cry

By a small but stubborn fire

Let me wipe away your tears

Forgive me –

Even when outside, it's freezing

I didn't mean to desert you

I don't pay much heed

I know that I hurt you

I know that everything I need

Is in here

It isn't much, but it is enough for me

It isn't much, but it is enough for me