So the sun is setting high
On a mountain far away
I'm surrounded by the eagles
Flying home for winter
There's a warmth to the air, yeah
And a freedom that goes with it
Though I have these things around me
I can't help but think of home
The busy lives, the happy faces
And the people that I love
From the little girl I call my niece
To the woman waiting for me
That's what I call home
And home is where the heart is, oh for me
Yeah, home is where the heart is
Now I'm flying like the eagles
But I'm scared of crashing down
And the pedestal that I'm stood upon
Could sink into the ground
Though I have these things around me
I can't help but think of home
The busy lives, the happy faces
And the people that I love
From the little girl I call my niece
To the woman waiting for me
That's what I call home
And home is where the heart is, oh for me
And home is where the heart is, oh for me