You are my place.
You are my green field,
You are my coffee shop,
My room painted blue
You are my space
You are my air,
My habitation
My bed and my bedroom
In You I abide
I, a man without a country
And without a race,
Find my nationality,
My heritage,
My family,
In Your face
For You are my place.
“My room painted blue” – what a great line!