The Joy of Your Company

I might not have much money
Or piles of personal possessions
No luxury items, boats or planes
Might not make the best first impression

But I get by just fine
With together time

I've got the joy of your company
And there's nothing else I desire
My heart is a furnace
And you're helping to fuel the fire
I've got the joy of your company
And there's nothing else I need
My soul is a garden
And you're helping me pull the weeds

I may not have much to do
Wild adventures or fancy vacations
No extravagant or exciting plans
I like to keep low expectations

But I get by just fine
With together time

I've got the joy of your company
And there's nothing else I desire
My heart is a furnace
And you're helping to fuel the fire
I've got the joy of your company
And there's nothing else I need
My soul is a garden
And you're helping me pull the weeds

When we're apart
And I'm alone
Our house is not a home
When you're here
All I want is to be near you

I've got the joy of your company
And there's nothing else I desire
My heart is a furnace
And you're helping to fuel the fire
I've got the joy of your company
And there's nothing else I need
My soul is a garden
And you're helping me pull the weeds



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Richard Cooley
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