Home sweet Home
You being you
Makes me smile
You don't even notice it
It's just the little things you do
The way you innocently look at me
Yet your not so innocent
Your devilish grin
When you make a comment
Waiting for me to
Sigh and roll my eyes
When I realize
Your goofy smile
That comes out
When were laughing and having fun
How when you cry
I cry
Cause I can't bear to see you sad
The way that 2 seconds later
Were laughing
Like we've gone mad.
Just looking in your eyes
I feel safe and at home
you know what they say
There is no place like home
Always calm me down
When I have a panic attack
Give me comforting words
And it brings me right back
The little things
Is what draws me to you
You got me stuck to you
Stuck like glue.
You are my rock
And I hope you know
That I love you more than anything
And i'll always come back to you
Cause you're my home sweet home.
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