Where's home?

I don't want to be here I just don't belong (I don't belong) This environment and I can never get along (never) So you can't convince me (can't) Home isn't real (it's fake) Forget everybody you know And you they make you feel (for real) I don't have a home It doesn't matter where I'm from (nope) Or where I'm coming from Trapped in a conundrum I don't believe in home So why I am here on this earth (why) Beyond the natural occurrence of my human birth (I wonder) What is home if it isn't the place that I reside (fosho) Whoever says it's the place that you live I say they lied (they lied) It's not the land I can see Or land where my fathers died (yuhh) It's not the land of the free Or land of the pilgrims pride (yuhh) It's not the land under command Through laws I abide (yuhh) Or the land that I land on Identified (nahh) People can't be home cause They don't want to see you win (they don't) Or let you live your life in peace To fit the pieces in, leave it then Where, where can I Time goes by and still I fill these Days, days gone by Am I really getting closer Now, it's out there some- Where, still I try Every time I seem to land back Here Where can I find a place I can call mine I've been looking here, and over there, inside and out, no avail Just let me find, there's nowhere for me to call mine Seems to me, that home is in my head Ay (ay) yuh uh What if I should be here What if I belong (yuhh) What I considered anything I said was wrong (word) What if home is real (for real) Real as the air I breathe What if home is a simple concept I could believe (believe it) If I have a home it's more than Just having a house (true) With kids, a pet animal, And a lovable spouse (I'm sayin) If my home exists then my existence owns a purpose (owns it) That you can never sell, lease, Or proceed to purchase (purchase) I would say that home is what you love And who you love (I would) Who and what you're thinking of And all of that above (on god) Maybe home was always something there in front of me (really) But to recognize you truly have to want to see (I wanna) So it's way more than a place That I can lay and go to bed And it's even more than a table spot For food and breaking bread So I do renounce all of the painful things I thought and said Home is what you choose to make it Inside your heart and head Where, where can I Time goes by and still I fill these Days, days gone by Am I really getting closer Now, it's out there some- Where, still I try Every time I seem to land back Here Where can I find a place I can call mine I've been looking here, and over there, inside and out, no avail Just let me find, there's nowhere for me to call mine Seems to me, that home is in my head Guess I'll just go back Seems to me, that I'll just head on home