I mistook the warnings for wisdom From so called friends quick to advise Though your touch was telling me otherwise Somehow I saw you as a weakness I thought I had to be strong Oh but I was just young I was scared, I was wrong Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home Guess I did what I did believing That love is a dangerous thing Oh but that couldn't hurt anymore Than never knowing Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home Four walls, a roof, a door, some windows Just a place to run when my working day is through They say home is where the heart is If the exception proves the rule I guess that's true Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home