I'll Come Running

Postcard from somewhere once told me Home is a singular concept (Hmm) But plural in reality I am one, oh what a pity The way your arms around me Soothe the aches I am denying Love grows in the space between hearts First step away's the hardest part My love don't worry 'bout a thing When I come home, I'll come running Time careens, clock is ticking down To when we leave our here and now Slips through my hands, is there a way, is there a way To turn minutes to hours, hours to days Oh, I'll miss your arms around me And I'll always remember that Love grows in the space between hearts First step away's the hardest part My love don't worry 'bout a thing When I come home, when I come home, I'll come running Three sky views Just to meet Through the years I'll be right here I'll be I'll be here