I built a place of brick and stone,
Somewhere to lay my head,
The light shines through the southern face,
A window near my bed.
This place I made shields me from all,
The elements outside.
When weather does becomes amiss,
This is my place to hide.
I love this place made from my hands,
A space to call my own,
This is my rightful place on earth,
My heavenly space, my earthly home.