WARM HOUSES
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By Melissa Gordon Rhine © November 2006
There’s a house
deep inside the woods
Where you and I
Can live out our days
Constantly amazed, that we found each other
Where we still believe
In trying our best
And leaving the rest outside
Trying, not buying into current taboos
Or the neighbors’ exceptionally short fuses or abuses
Even the trees
believe in you and me
Bravely standing
the tests of time
Even the Yellow River
flows and quivers
with its own
love song, passing the time..
Chorus
Warm houses vibrate
With all fashions & passions of love
Filled with gratitude
For every breath with you
Inside this warm house.
Bridge
We’re by no means perfect
Or without our sins
I’m no perfect lady and you’re no perfect gentleman
And this isn’t manly
So I hope this comes out right
This is my privilege to live here as your wife.
