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Glad That You Are Home

hear the rain as it falls on the window, sitting by the fire place, I hear the key as it turns the door, my heart begins to race, because I know that you are home. I take your coat, ask you about your day, work is over now, it is time for you to play. I want to make you feel loved, no regrets, whenever you come home I get excited.. hear the rain as it falls on the window, laying in your arms as I hear the wind gently blow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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