...There's too many people that get in my way
And there's never a right time that I get to say

When you and I touch hands when you and I stop
Still in the moment it's you and I
Not running for something that's already gone
When it's just you and I that's when I'm home
Home's not a house with windows and walls
Not a place to be shut in, there are no doors
And no matter where I come to rest
Your arms will be my safety net

(c)