Whispers by the Fireside

Come sit close, the kettle is singing

Rain on the roof keeps time

You found me counting cracks in the table

Laughing at plans that never came true

Your hand fit mine like a well-worn handle

Simple and steady, carrying me through

If the world goes quiet before morning

I will wake up reaching for you

Love, stay here a little longer

Lay your coat beside the door

Every mile feels softer When I am coming home to yours

Love, stay here a little longer

I need nothing more

We keep our gold in ordinary places

Coffee rings, socks beside the bed

You read the truth from my tired face

And kiss the worry from my head

No grand parade, no perfect weather

Just our names softly said

When years make rivers of our faces

When the garden leans and bends

I will still know your footsteps

Before the hallway

ends

Love, stay here a little longer

Lay your coat beside the door

Every mile feels softer

When I am coming home to yours

Love, stay here a little longer

I need nothing more (ooh)

nothing more

Come sit close, the night is tender

Leave the porch lamp low If love is a road we remember

I will follow slow (hummmm)