

I found your note by the kitchen door
Sun on the floor,
and I wanted more
You were packing up the morning
I was counting every cup
Trying not to say I missed you Till the words caught up
There was rain along the window There was coffee turning cold
But you smiled like you were staying
And the day let go
Maybe we don't need a perfect sign
Maybe we can choose it
One more step across the line And not refuse it
So come on, meet me
where the road bends Bring all the pieces we could not mend
If love is a house,
let the door swing wide
I'm coming home to your side
I'm coming home to your side
We can leave the maps folded Let the mile signs pass us
by
Trade the old apologies For a clear blue sky
You can laugh about the hard years I can learn to take
your hand
In the quiet after thunder We can understand So come on,
meet me where the road bends Bring all the pieces we could
not mend
If love is a house,
let the door swing wide I'm coming home to your side
I'm coming home to your side
If the night gets heavy
We will carry less
Leave the blame behind us Keep the tenderness
I don't need an answer
Just a place to start
So come on, meet me where the road bends Bring all the
pieces we could not mend
If love is a house,
let the door swing wide I'm coming home to your side
I'm coming home to your side
I'm coming home to your side
Home
to your side