home (kevin so)
I smell the rain and hear the cars passing by
From a street down below
I lie awake and feel your arm brushing mine
My eyes surrender to you
You breathe me life
I don’t know why but you do
I turn down jobs to serve a coffee bean saloon
With long lines out the door
The work is hard but in a comfortable room
The same way when I’m alone with you
I am myself
You make it easy to do
I wear this shirt bought in a second hand store
Made with French button holes
And like this shirt, I’ve been wrinkled and I’ve been torn
My broken sleeves are sewn by you
You fold me well
Lay me down like you do
I look around, the faucet drips, the curtains moan
Neath a cloud cluttered sky
Your thirsty mouth but softly whispers "Welcome home
I saved this old bottle for you
I’ll pour the wine"
It is love when you do