This is the home where, where my mother told me anything can happen
these are the pages where I kept my secrets underneath my bed
and the heart shaped necklace that my father bought me
then there's the park bench where I gave my first kiss away
this is the bedroom that I painted purple
when I first left home
there is the journey that my car would take me
to my days at work
and the mountain I climbed after I fought the rain
this is the goodbye that I gave my bestfriend for the very last time
well I said to myself, said to my lover everything feels your touch
everything good reaches another
you never can feel too much
but I
when a butterfly moves its wings
there's a storm happening somewhere
this is the feeling that only you can give me
and it gives me chills
this is the last time that I said I need you, but I always will
there's an old song when it comes on the radio
i've gotta pull over, cause it makes me feel like
i'm home, i'm home, i'm home
and i said to myself, said to my lover everything feels your touch
everything good reaches another
you never can feel too much
but I
when a butterfly moves its wings
there's a storm happening somewhere
yes it does, yes your touch, yes it does, yes your touch,
yes it does
do you really have to ask me?
and your love, and your love, is your touch and your love is your touch
did you hear it from somebody
I said to myself, said to my lover
everything feels your touch
everything good reaches another
you never can feel too much
I said to myself, said to my lover
everything feels your touch
everything good reaches another
you never can feel too much
I said to myself, said to my lover
everything feels your touch
everything good reaches another
you never can feel too much
said to myself, said to my lover everything feels your touch
everything good reaches another you never can feel too much
