This Is

Writing how I'm feeling's not as easy as it seems
Walking to the house; feel the breeze

And today I don't feel like doing anything
The beauty in this nothing I will seize

What makes a home, what makes the place of my dreams
It's more than just the things that you need

The petals tie themselves to a string
I'll bloom myself now I have been freed

Blankets and shampoo
They're nice to have sometimes
In fact they've seen me through
Harder times

But when I am done
Having all of my fun
I'll want to have
You here

Your walls and my walls
They don't look the same
In fact they've seemed less tall
Since you came

But since you are near
I'll hold you close my dear
And we'll see what life
Becomes

Stay in bed, get ahead
What'll it be
Different avenues

Never talk, take a walk
Maybe I'll see
There's two points of views

Take a nap, stomp and clap
What is for me
I think I will choose

Disarray, float away
I could be free
Knowing that this is

This is love.
This is home.
This is me.



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Kurtz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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