A Place Within a Song

It is bright;
it is warm. 
It's full of the love;
that I yearn.
It is a place, 
where I belong;
it is a place,
within a song.
A place with green hills, 
and meadows galore.
A place that I'd dreamt of, 
many times before.
When I shut my eyes,
I fly through the storm.
I land near the tree, 
that makes my heart soar.
While pink flowers blossom,
the tree branches sway;
I picture a place,
from another day.
I open my eyes,
and I drift back alone.
But before, I didn't realize,
There's no place like home.