Home is not a house - it's a feeling.
And I always seem to feel it when I'm with you.
A sense of safty, love and truth.
Where I can be myself and let my demons run
Chase them down and shake them up till their talks are gone.
And we can be silent
Or shout till our lungs are weak
Walk around in sweats - and never brush our teeth
Because the judge wasn't invited to the hearing.
And everyone who stares goes blind
So when we walk together it's only you and I
And when I turn for comfort - it's your arms I meet
And when your too broken to go on - I'll help you on your feet
So we can walk to a better tomorrow
And find a house of our own
But even if we end up forever wandering
If I'm with you - I'll always be home