there may be tears
there may be laughter
but all I know
is what I know
and I know
who you are
trees grow from seeds
and trees fall
storms change the path
we all walk
storms even change
the way some of us
talk
so, please, walk on up
the stairs
leading to my door
I know
you`ve been here before
no need to knock
it`s as open as the gates
your soul came on through
when you were born
untill you enter the door
that divides light from darkness
the door that devides you and I
I cannot help, but say
welcome home
