well, its cold outside
and the rain is coming down and the people pass you by
but you don't make a sound
you left home along time ago
cause you won't ever let go
because your pride it steals the show
you know you will always have a home
where you won't have to feel alone
you'er just trying to get by
but there's something there that don't feel quite right
and a tear falls from your eye
the warmth that you once felt inside
is now a comfort you denied
they sit at home an count the days
waiting for the time when they will see your face
will you ever change your ways?
you know you will always have a home
but you would rather be alone