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By Carla Fleming

I packed a hat
I packed a coat my winter boats
And some snows shoe
Chicago is bitter cold
I must be prepared
Before I go

I NOW REALIZE THAT THINGS AREN’T WHAT THEY SEEM
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE I REMEMBER HOME TO BE

I am going take journey back in time
where everybody knows who I am
Back to the days and places in my mind
Where everything was so different then

I NOW REALIZE THAT THINGS AREN’T WHAT THEY SEEM
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE I REMEMBER HOME TO BE

I remember back in Rockwell
Growing up in 417
Making snow angels in the school yard
When make believe still felt real to me

I NOW REALIZE THAT THINGS AREN’T WHAT THEY SEEM
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE I REMEMBER HOME TO BE

It would be nice to go back (home)
See all of my family at (home)
Beautiful days in the P.J. (home)
Whether the snow or the sunshine (home)
Remembering all of the good times (home)
and remembering how cold it use to feel to me

I NOW REALIZE THAT THINGS AREN’T WHAT THEY SEEM
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE I REMEMBER HOME TO BE