A House Is Not A Home

a house is not a home unless it is full of love
my house use to be a home felled of love
but now my home is just a house full of hate
the love is gone so far away
i wonder if my house will ever feel like a home again
there are days that i just wanna move away
there is just one love that makes me wanna stay
she is the one who has made who i am today
she is my mamaw and i love her so ill never go away
she the only reason i stay here today
i just wish my house was a home once again