Home

Empty your pockets

It's time to come home

A home where you belong

A home where it won't hurt again

A home where pain is a stranger

A home where love is your only friend

Sitting on my bed

A wall where I lay my head

It's time to sleep but I'm up instead

Waiting for the sun

Waiting for the day

My love, I'm home

Where are you?

If I could sing a song to make you smile all day

If I could give my life to make you feel this way

If I could make forever just like today

I would

I will

Even when our ship has wrecked

Even when our plane has crashed

Even when our car has lost its brake

I won't leave

I won't give up

I promise

I have cooked a meal, on the table, it's waiting for you

I have cleaned our toilet, our kitchen, and our room

I have laundered our clothes for tomorrow's use

I have ironed your shirt, your favorite all-black shirt

I have wiped your drums and my guitars

I have been standing here behind our door

With empty hands and open arms

Waiting for you to finally come home

It's a waste of tears searching outside

It's a waste of years waiting for a ride

When happiness is all that surrounds

When love is already in our hearts

When home is already in our hands

When those doubts are finally over

Come home, I'll hear your answer

Take me yours now and forever

My home is you

Your home is me

We aren't perfect

But you're everything to me

Author's Note

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