Sunday Porch Light

(hmmmmm) Rest your heavy hands upon the wood

Sit a while and let the quiet clear your mind

Every broken road we understood

Was leading to the peace we're meant to find

Oh, let the light roll in through the door (let it roll,

let it roll) There is room at the table for more

And we will walk this road hand in hand

To a brighter, softer land (amen) Listen to the breeze among the

pines

Like a promise spoken soft across the grass

Leave behind the worries and the signs

This heavy storm was only meant to pass

Oh, let the light roll in through the door (let it roll,

let it roll) There is room at the table for more

And we will walk this road hand in hand

To a brighter, softer land (yeah)

Just open up the door

To the Sunday light (so soft,

so bright) We are finally home