I want something good to die for, something to make it beautiful to live.

I want something good to die for, something to make it beautiful to live.
Home is where the heat is, I've been homeless for the past 5 months.
That is about to change, I am about to reappear on the radair.
I guess this is physically and metaphoricly.
Home is where the heart is, I'm trying to find my way home.