Heart is My HomeWhen I think of holding you warm against my skin My eyes start sighing As your colors start shiningHeart is My Home
into a radiance of blissfulness a rainbow of potential unknown if I can't make it into your arms I'll never feel at home
Baby, baby, baby my heart is your home I want you to hold it and know you're not alone
When I think of holding you tight against my skin My eyes start smiling As your breath starts sighing
into a euphoric and embracing mist a pleasant way to be overthrown if I can't make it into your arms My heart
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"Before I speak, I have something important to say."
- Groucho Marx
- laughing at the word 'nurple' since 1980.
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"Before I speak, I have something important to say."
- Groucho Marx
- laughing at the word 'nurple' since 1980.
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"Before I speak, I have something important to say."
- Groucho Marx
- laughing at the word 'nurple' since 1980.
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Christmas Commissions are CLOSED
Work to be completed after Jan 12 is OPEN
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