On a crystal sandy beach; Where the rivers meet the sea
From rolling hills that line the east; where I have walked through rainbow trees
This is my home
As I crossed the open plains; through fields in desperate need of rain
Where clouds of dust will often blow; until those fields begin to grow
Yes it’s my home
And as I step up to the edge; and stand atop a rocky ledge
When did this paradise appear; they say it took millions of years
And it’s my home
When it all began
This place of hope, place of dreams where freedom stands
It’s not just paradise
It’s my home; it makes me feel alive
And as I pass through mountains high; where I can almost reach the sky
To views upon majestic shores; where I have watched the eagles soar
This is my home
This is my home; from ocean to ocean it’s my home
This is My Home