Blame it on Andrea this time.

Andrea has a post about a song which reminded me of this song, though I've been reminded of this song for the last couple of weeks anyway. I first heard it at a Four Bitchin' Babes concert (Christine Lavin, Sally Fingerett, Megon McDonough, and Patty Larkin) and I wept along with everyone else. Here are the lyrics, and as Andrea says, have a hanky handy.

Home Is Where The Heart Is
© 1990 Sally Fingerett
On our corner, there's this nice man, his name is Mark, he's always smiling
He's got this mom who comes on Wed. in the evening with soup so steaming
He shares his house with his friend Martin, They're not brothers, they're not cousins
My little girl wonders all about these men, I take hold of her hand, I begin.

CHORUS:
Home is where the heart is
No matter how the heart lives
Inside your heart where love is
That's where you've got to make yourself
At home.

Through the yard live Deb and Tricia, with their drills and ladders and their room addition
My kid yells over are you having a baby, they wink and smile and say, "Someday maybe"
Through their doors go kids and mommies, funny how you don't see the daddies go in.
My little girl wonders 'bout the house with no men, I take hold of her hand, I begin

Home is where the heart is......CHORUS

'Round the corner, here comes Martin, he's alone now, he tries smilin'
He roams around his well-stocked kitchen, he knows that fate will soon be comin'
My little girl wonders where will he live,
I take hold of her hand and I begin

Home is where the heart is.....CHORUS

Martin sits and waits with his window open, his house is empty his heart is broken
We bring him toys and water colors, he loves to hear my little baby's stories.
She's the gift I share, she's his companion, she's the string on the kite
She guides him up into the wind.....into the wind
My little girl wonders who will care for him, We take hold of his hand, we begin, let's begin now

Home is where the heart is.....CHORUS