Go on,
bring me wildflowers
Go on,
be too good to be true
I feel
for the first time like I'm here
in my life
You said if you
were a believer You'd swear I
was born to you right then and there
But careful,
you might make me believe in
something more
than silence
No more
looking
over the hedge With you I make the tea
We went back
to the
house you grew up in
Dumping ground
You sleep in crumbs on the sofa now
And no one sees you under that ground
I'll be home to you if you love So careful,
you might make me believe in
something
more than silence It breaks
all of the rules to think
Thank God
for you and everything you know
I'll be home to you
I'll be home to you
It breaks all of the rules to think Thank God for you and everything