AM FROM A DISFUNCTIONAL HOME, I TELL YOU A HOUSE IS NOT A HOME. YOU NEED A WOMAN IN THE HOUSE TO MAKE HOME. MY HEART YEARNS FOR A HOME. WHERE I CAN COME HOME TO A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN. A BEAUTIFUL NICE SOFT SMOOTH SILKY SKIN WITH CURVES FOR ME TO HUG AND SQUEEZE SO TIGHT. TAKE OUT TO DINNER AND DINE. CATCH SOME MOVIES AND SOME DESSERT AFTER. HAVE BEAUTIFUL CONVERSATIONS AND COUNT THE STARS UNDER THE MOON LIGHT. WALK HAND IN HAND, SIDE BY SIDE. DO EVERYTHING TOGETHER AS A TEAM. AND MAKE BEAUTIFUL HEALTHY BABIES. REST MY HEAD IN PEACE TILL I AM GRAYHEADED TO SEE MY GRAND CHILDREN. IT TAKES A MOTHER AND A FATHER TO MAKE A HOME. LEFT HOME WHEN I WAS 17 AND STILL AINT GOT A PLACE TO CALL MY HOME. THIS IS THE REAL DEFINITION OF BEING HOMELESS. SOMETIMES I CONFUSE A HOUSE FOR HOME. A HOME IS A BLESSING. THATS WHY ITS MY PRAYER THAT GOD GIVES ME A HOME.