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That night the walls were speaking
The pipes inside them creaking
Till the secret there was rising in my halls
And you lay beside me sleeping
With the dreams that you were keeping
Smoke was in the stairwell inside the walls
We had moved in just November
That first night I remember
You lit a candle, you laid a mattress on the floor
And we toasted to our savings
To adulthood, to behaving
To this house with drafty windows, creaking door
To home, a woman across the table
Home, to dreaming in the sheets
Home, home
This house is just an address, you're my home
And so we stood like statues staring
Sirens came and blaring
The Johnsons brought us coffee for the cold
And somewhere someone was singing
Or was my radio alarm clock ringing
A wake-up call singing to my soul
Soul, and home
Sits across the table
Home is breathing in my sheets
Home, home
This house is just an address, you're my home
I can't believe I'm thinking, "Jesus"
As I watch the roof come on down
But I can put back all the pieces
As long as you're around
Home sits across my table
Home is breathing in my sheets
Home, home
This house is just an address
You lift me above all sadness
This house is just an address, you're my home
You are my home
My