Hearth..

He is the happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home
-- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

There's nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.
-- Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

as I watch you move, across the moonlit room
there's so much tenderness in your loving
tomorrow I must leave, the dawn knows no reprieve
God give me strength when I am leaving...

so raise your hands to heaven and pray
that we'll be back together someday

tonight, I need your sweet caress
hold me in the darkness
tonight, you calm my restlessness
you relieve my sadness

as we move to embrace, tears run down your face
i whisper words of love, so softly
i can't believe this pain, it's driving me insane
without your touch, life will be lonely

so raise your hands to heaven and pray
that we'll be back together someday

tonight, I need your sweet caress
hold me in the darkness
tonight, you calm my restlessness
you relieve my sadness

morning has come, another day
i must pack my bags and say goodbye...
goodbye...