This is the home where my mother told me anything can happen These are the pages where I kept my secrets underneath our bed In a heart shaped necklace that my father bought me Then there's the park bench where I gave my first kiss away
This is the bedroom that I painted purple when I first left home There is the journey that my car would take me to my days at work
And the mountain I climbed after I fought the rain Then there's the goodbye that I gave my best friend for the very last time
I said to myself, said to my lover Everything feels your touch Everything good, reaches another You never can feel too much I'm like a butterfly that moves it’s wings There’s a storm happening somewhere
This is the feeling that only you can give me and it gives me chills This is the last time that I said I need you but I always will
There's an old song that when it comes on the radio I've gotta pull over because it makes me feel like I'm home, I'm home, home
I said to myself, said to my lover Everything feels your touch Everything good, reaches another You never can feel too much I'm like a butterfly that moves it’s wings There’s a storm happening somewhere
Yes it does, well it does, yes it does, well it does and it does Did you really have to ask me? And your love is a touch
I said to myself, said to my lover Everything feels your touch Everything good, reaches another You never can feel too much I'm like a butterfly that moves it’s wings There’s a storm happening somewhere
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