A Face To Call Home - Album Version

Lyricist:     Composer: John Maye





I'm an architect Of days that haven't happened yet
I can't believe a month is all it's been You know my paper heart
The one I fill with pencil marks I think I might have gone and bid you well

Little by little, inch by inch We built a yard with a garden in the middle of it
It ain't much but it's a start You got me swinging right along to the song in your heart

And a face to call home A face to call home You got a face to call home

So glad you didn't see The nervous wreck I used to be
Never thought a man could be so small You never look at me
Like I'm a liability.I bet you think I'd never been at all

Little by little, inch by inch We built a yard with a garden in the middle of it
And it ain't much, but it's a start
You got me swinging right along to the song in your heart

And a face to call home A face to call home You got a face to call home
A face to call home A face to call home You got a face to call home

Maybe I could stay a while, Maybe I could stay a while,
Maybe I could stay a while, I'm talkin' like all of the time

Maybe I could stay a while, Maybe I could stay a while,
Maybe I could stay a while, I'm talkin' like all of the time

With a face to call home A face to call home You got a face to call home