Oh, your soul Calmly intervene You give the brightness morning My high and lows aren't mourning And when the night Comes to haunt Your warmth so soft You cuddle in embrace And when things go south I know that you'll be home You're home Love, when things aren't marching on I know, that you give grace and hope, And when things go south I know that you'll be home You're home Oh, your soul Always in between You give the rightest morning Where I don't have to worry And when the night Comes to flaunt Your warmth still soft You huddle in embrace And when things go south I know that you'll be home You're home Love, when things aren't marching on I know, that you give grace and hope And when things go south I know that you'll be home You're home