Home words and music by bob padgett January 24, 2006—Stony Brook, NY ©2006 clamchop creative studio for Saskia, and the Dream He gave us There’s a house full of windows   atop a peaceful hill With broad lawns aplenty   and gardens there to till I can see a giant table there   and smell a crackling fire And in that house full of windows   my soul finds its desire There’s a house full of music   in tune within and out The songs they soar throughout the rooms   as though they breathe them out I can hear a grand piano   a host of voices sings And in that house full of music   my soul will find its wings I know we’ll get from here to there I know it will come to pass I know we’ll make it there There’s a house full of children   who call us Mom and Dad With the love they missed the first time ‘round   in the Home they never had I can see them round that table   warmed by the fire’s glow I can see them fill those broad lawns   with games of catch and throw I can see them climb in bed with us   they’ll never be alone And in that house full of children   my heart will find its home close