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Home To You



Don't count me out, baby

I'm no passerby

love's sweet surrender so true,

is coming home to you.



Each step I take

every fall I make

brings me closer to you, my love

your all I think of.



I feel your arms reaching out

wipe away those doubts

I'm coming home to you

baby, it's true.



Hear my lullaby

I sing just for you,

playing in love's tune

baby, I'll be home soon.



Turn out the lights

I'm not passing through

baby I'm coming home,

to make sweet love to you.



© BRIAN GLENN 3-22-04