So many years have come and gone away,
And now the time has come that I should leave;
The sanctuary where I was to pray,
The haven where my heart was free to grieve.

I never had to front or fog the facts.
It knew me as I knew myself to be,
And as I wait to walk upon the tracks,
I feel as though it's from myself I flee.

Now it only houses me in sorrow,
By misty memories of days long passed;
Knowing I'll be on my own tomorrow,
And wondering how long this pain will last.

If home is where the heart is then I find,
I'll have to leave my broken heart behind.