my old house.
oh how you make me feel
warm and welcome.
content and accepted.
even the special way you creak at me.
I can’t help but always want to come home to you.
you save me from the world outside.
my old house
my old house.
oh how you make me feel
warm and welcome.
content and accepted.
even the special way you creak at me.
I can’t help but always want to come home to you.
you save me from the world outside.
my old house