Every day I want to go home
Every day I want to go home,

When it rains, when my heart pours,
when I smile, when I frown

Every day I feel a little bit closer to forgetting about it
remaking the nest that was once ours,
yours and mine,
mine and yours,

but then again it all comes crashing back to me,
I feel like curling up inside myself
and living in my memories

For how softspoken they are,

It's a warmth I can't replace, so easily
So when I'm scared, I feel so drawn
Again and again,

In reckless awareness
Every day.