Amenah
They say home is where the heart is set in stone - at least, that's what the song told me.
Honestly, I have no idea. Where is home?
Is the image conjured when you think of resting? Is it when you think of where you love? Or where you rest? Where you run away to when you're alone?
The only thing that I can think of - the only idea that comes to mind, is that home is whatever you want it to be. It's whatever you manage to conjure up by yourself, alone in your mind.
Maybe the idea of home was in itself conjured up by some lonely little girl.
She wouldn't be the only one.