My love,
my sweet love,
it won’t be long till home comes home
till a whisper is a rumble
till a giggle is a tumble
till we can play puppies in the hall

my sweet love
it won’t be long till dreams take shape
till kettle steam is the closest we get
to that shaky uncertainty of
one day, my love, one day

my love, my sweet love
it won’t be long till we are home
till between us is only a breakfast bar
not boxes and bonds but
mere seconds, not weeks

my love
it won’t be long till home is home
till one of our beds must go
till I start and end the day with you
and one day write our name in my books.

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