Hold the lamplight to the night See the empty streets Rolling out of sight Turn a deaf ear to the din Ignore the hunger pangs Bundle up against the wind Still I believe Someone waits for me A place to call my own Somewhere to be from A shelter from the storm Where I'll be safe and warm A future built on stone A place to call my own And once there was a time I had no fear at all None that I recall No future there to taunt No history to haunt me No monsters in the wall Still I believe Someone waits for me Oh, a place to call my own Somewhere to be from A shelter from the storm Where I'll be safe and warm Of wood and bricks and stone Oh, a place to call my own Somewhere to be from A shelter from the storm Where I'll be safe and warm A future built on stone A place to call my own