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Words and Music by BeBe © 1991
Bring my brother home, so many people here who miss
him being home,
a photo just can't take the place of being home, 'cause there's
just nothing quite like being home.
Bring my sister home, be the wind and fill her sails
safely home,
then finally when love prevails send her home, 'cause there's just nothing
quite like being home.
I looked outside my window, as far as I could see, I search
for their returning, 'cause we are family.
I watched another sunset, near as I can tell, there's a light house in the
distance, and a ringing from the bell
I'd like to thing that they are heading home, I thank you for their safe returning
home.
Bring our hero's home, we're proud of what they've done to keep our freedom
strong
keep the ribbons flying loved ones all day long, cause there's just
nothing
quite like being home.
I thought about our freedom and our liberty, I felt a long
time weeping indeed for sanity.
Believe me when I tell you about our family tree; all are brothers’ sisters;
this truth can set us free
I’d like to think that we are heading home; Thank you for our safe
returning home.
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cause there’s just nothing quite like being home,
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cause there’s just nothing quite like being home,
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cause there’s just nothing quite like being... home!