Everyday, I wake up in my bed in my humble home.
Everyday, I call my friends on the phone.
Everyday, I cry myself to sleep all alone.
Everyday, I acknowledge my humble home.

I gaze at translucent windows,
I gaze at the TV shows,
I gaze at the ringing telephone,
I gaze at my humble home.

My humble home,
Where memories have been born,
Where the front garden grows in green,
Where I watch k-drama and eat popcorn,
Where there is so much to be seen.

The most alluring place in the street,
Always walking on my feet,
Every Christmas, we gobble up turkey and meat,
I wail because of my homework worksheet.

My humble home.