Lyrics

Guide Me Home

oh the place we’d run,
out beyond the sun,
holding hopes of love,
through our falling rain..

making heart and soul,
as sweet as Tupelo,
paint our waves to mold,
like a sweet Van Gogh..

like tales told, of days of old,
and promise in the wind.
with lights of gold, you’d guide me home,
hanging on by my last limb..

deep inside our shell,
we'd ride our carousel,
and let time come tell,
of this fortune or fate

underneath it all,
and our painted walls,
where only night could fall,
into our saving grace..

like tales told, of days of old,
and promise in the wind.
with lights of gold, you’d guide me home,
hanging on by my last limb..

so now we need not run,
two can move as one,
our dream just begun,
and we’re right as rain.

like tales told, of days of old,
and promise in the wind.
with lights of gold, you’d guide me home,
hanging on by my last limb…