Looking back at things she’d done Wars she thought she had won Words choke her as she falls to sleep ...She had swallowed her own tongue But she dreams That she meets you by the river As she’s sitting quietly in the seat of her soul And you’re flowing with the rhythm And she’s wondering why she’d never met you before And you tell her you’d been waiting for someone like her And you tell her you’d been waiting for someone to take you back home Home x 4 You’re my home She takes your hand and jumps right Into the warmest waters Passing little love notes on your lips you’ve found your favorite author And you dream That she meets you by the river As she’s sitting quietly in the seat of her soul And you’re flowing with the rhythm And she’s wondering why she’d never met you before And you tell her you’d been waiting for someone like her And you tell her you’d been waiting for someone to take you back home Home x 4 You’re my home