I like the taste of her lips on a sunny day
as a cool wind blows her hair on my face
i wouldnt want it any other way
and the smile she gives as she looks into my eyes
sets all the stirring in my soul alright
ill just live from day to day
and the worlds more beautiful with my little lady
giving it all away when im with my baby
the cold wind gets warmer with her in mind
making a winter's night shorter
knowing shes by my side
hoping the candle we have will stay alight
holding us together on lonely nights
together we can escape and hide
because the worlds more beautiful with my little lady
giving it all away when im with my baby
and the past has seen stories been told
tales of promise
end with broken hope
so if you feeling down or feeling lone
got no place to call your own
a heart is waiting, forever a home
so if you got no place to call your own
times are hard, times are cold
theres always a heart called home
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