Home With You

Oh my child,
Oh the joy to be here home with you.
This war drags on so long.
And, God, it feels so wrong.
There’s no end in sight,
But it’s over for me tonight,
Now that I’m back home with you.

When I left you were just seven, now you’re eight.
Sorry we had to hold your party two weeks late.
You don’t know how I wanted to be here on the day.
You know I love you anyway.
Love you as much as parents who stay, who never have to go away.
Oh, how I want to stay . . . home with you.

Home with you, home with you,
Home with you, home with you. . .

You see . . . I never planned it this way.
The reserves was a way to earn more money for you.
So many bills to pay.
And I trusted if I ever had to fight It would be all right,
A cause so important, vital and true
That I could bear not being home with you.

Home with you, home with you,
Home with you. Home with you, home with you . . .

There was never, oh, no, no never
Anything more important to me than you.
All those desert days and nights
Boredom and battles to fight
One hope, one desire
That I would make it through the fire
Make it through til I was back home with you.

Home with you, home with you,
Home with you,
Oh I want to stay home with you.
Gonna stay here.
Right here home with you.
With you, with you.
Home with you, home with you , home with you. . . .

Written in 2008 by Kaia Fowler

Released on Seams of My Heart (c) (p) Kaia Fowler & Verdant Indigo Music 2010