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That night the walls were speaking

The pipes inside them creaking

Told a secret that was rising in the hall

And you lay beside me sleeping

With the dreams that you were keeping

The smoke was in the stairwell outside the wall



We had moved in just November

The first night, remember

We lit a candle, laid a mattress on the floor

And we toasted to our savings

To adulthood, to behaving, to this house with drafty windows, creaking doors



Home... is the woman 'cross the table

Home... is dreaming in my sheets

Home... home...

This house is just an address, you're my home






So we stood like statues staring

The sirens came in blaring

The Johnson's brought us coffee for the cold

And somewhere I heard some singing

It was my radio alarm clock ringing

With a wake-up call singing to my soul



I can't believe I'm thanking Jesus

As I watch my roof come down

But I can put back all the pieces

As long as you're around



Home... sits across the table

Home... is dreaming in my sheets

Home... home...

This house is just an address, you lift me from all sadness

This house is just an address, you're my home

You are my home

You're my home, you're my home, you are my home