If home is where the heart is,
Then it's part hers and part his;
They feel like they can start this
Again.
Fought their way through yesterday
To get where they are today;
The only word left to say
Is "When."
No more fighting,
No back biting;
They're inviting
Love into their hearts.
Now they're lighting
Love's exciting,
Hot handwriting;
Watching the fire start.
Burning the words
Into their hearts.
If they can just break free of
All this useless debris of
Past drowning in a sea of
Dead gods;
Their love will be worth saving,
And care can come from craving;
Then they'll find themselves braving
The odds.
No more fighting,
No back biting;
They're inviting
Love into their hearts.
Now they're lighting
Love's exciting,
Hot handwriting;
Watching the fire start.
Burning the words
Into their hearts.
I think this time they did learn,
If they take one more wrong turn,
They both just might crash and burn
In Hell.
Children will be a blessing,
Though they'll keep second guessing;
They'll always be expressing
Love well.
No more fighting,
No back biting;
They're inviting
Love into their hearts.
Now they're lighting
Love's exciting,
Hot handwriting;
Watching the fire start.
Burning the words
Into their hearts.