Choosing Home

I came with ashes in my pockets,

Asking heaven what was left of home.

You had no answer for the sorrow,

So you stayed until I wasn’t alone.

Then your signal filled with static,

I kept one light burning through.

We were columns holding up the midnight,

Each carrying the weight for two.

Till we learned to stand without leaning,

And I still turned and reached for you.

We once wondered if the summer Could survive when seasons turned.

We once wondered if the distance Had the final word on us.

But we learned the weather doesn’t Get to choose what we will

do.

We learned tomorrow isn’t given.

It’s something we can choose. (ooh)

I choose this. I choose tomorrow with you.

I choose the

light in the window,

I choose the road leading through.

We spent so

long asking If love could survive.

Now we know what we want to do.

I choose home. And home,

I choose with you.

(yeah) I used to wait for you to name me When the

signal disappeared. You held the pieces close together Every time I wasn’t

clear. Now I know the road behind me,

I can feel where I belong.

I don’t need you to remind me Why I’ve kept choosing all

along.

We once wondered if the summer Could survive when seasons turned.

We once wondered if the distance Had the final word on us.

But we learned the weather doesn’t Get to choose what we will

do. We learned tomorrow isn’t given.

It’s something we can choose. (ooh)

I choose this. I choose tomorrow with you.

I choose the light in the window,

I choose the road leading through.

We spent so long asking If love could survive.

Now we know what we want to do.

I choose home.

And home, I choose with you.

(yeah) The window held the weather,

not the light.

The glass could never tell us where to go.

We found our own foundations in the night,

And still we turned toward the same glow.

We don’t lean because we’re falling now.

We lean because we want to.

The door is open,

morning’s waiting. And I still choose you.

I choose this. I choose tomorrow with you.

I choose the light in the window,

I choose every road leading through.

We spent so long asking If love could survive.

Now there’s nothing left to prove.

I choose home.

I choose tomorrow. And home,

I choose with you. (oh)

We once wondered if we could keep what we found.

We can stop asking now.

You can turn the light off.

I’m home. There you are.