The urge to run away to a seaside town,
To let the salt air peel the paint from the front of my house.

The urge to settle, to let it sink in, to decorate my front porch.
The urge to let my mind rest and work until my back's sore.

The urge to love you
And to be well.

In that salt air town,
Where everyone knows my name.
Most importantly,
The urge to throw it all away.

And even in the depths
of the unknown
that I call my mind
there is a light within
that pulls through the fog
the fear
and the pain.

and there's a light in my heart
that I've tried to ***** out.
and there's a light in your eyes
that I desperately seek out.

and I hope you know
that I love you so
and the fire in your eyes
ignites my bones
and so I have found,
within your heart,
my home.