I never knew life could be this good,
All seems so easy with you,
Found me without even looking,
A lonely life me with no you.

When I'm next to you,
Everything looks a little clear,
When I'm next to you,
The world is not so dark,
When you're next to me,
Suddenly my heart feels safety,
When I'm next to you, feels like I am home.

Showed me what love truly looks like,
Patient and gentle you are,
I haven't been easy to deal with,
You pulled down all of my walls.

When I'm next to you,
Everything looks a little clear,
When I'm next to you,
The world is not so dark,
When you're next to me,
Suddenly my heart feels safety,
When you hold me close, I'm home, right here in your arms.

I see you, you see me, every part of the parts of me,
There’s no need to hide, oh oh,
I know for sure, you're the one who was made for me,
With every look in your eyes, right here in your arms.

Your arms, your arms.

My heart is a suitcase,
Waiting to be packed,
My cares,
Are everywhere,
My hopes are sitting in the corner,
Waiting for the day,
A dream wanders over.

Cos I’m on a ticket I can’t get off,
It could be heaven, it could be hell,
But when I feel like it’s time to stop,
I’ll be standing up ringing the bell.

Gonna throw in all my thoughts and all my feelings,
Zip it up, tie the tag,
Check it in, wait and see,
If it gets there,
Guess I know,
That’s my bag.

My mind is a clutter,
I can’t clear up,
Too many choices in the way,
I stumble with all the best intention,
So open to,
A good suggestion.

Cos I’m on a ticket I can’t get off,
It could be heaven, it could be hell,
But when I feel like it’s time to stop,
I’ll be standing up ringing the bell.

Gonna throw in all my thoughts and all my feelings,
Zip it up, tie the tag,
Check it in, wait and see,
If it gets there,
Guess I know,
That’s my bag.

I remember,
The afternoons of make believe and
Music,
Oh how we’d sing and shout!
And I’m wondering,
How long before we’ll all be leaving,
Every time that I’m in your house.

I can hear it,
The symphony of pots and pans and
Father,
As quiet as a mouse,
Please forgive me,
The way that I still clitter clatter,
Every time that I’m in your house.

Guess it’s only,
Another four walls and a staircase,
I know,
It’s time that I got out,
But Mother,
Your voice is in the walls of this place,
Every time that I’m in your house.