You're My Home

Sometimes love begins in places, we don't notice at the time. And passing days

and easy ways that slip beneath the lines. Never knowing simple moments,

could mean more along the way. Two lives just moving forward, through their ordinary

days. There were quiet nights, familiar sights, and choices small

but true. And somehow in those simple things, a deeper feeling grew.

Back then, it didn't seem like much, just whispers in the air.

But looking back, it's clear to me our start was forming there.

'Cause angel, you're my home. Where the years don't scare me, and I'm never