Coming Home by George H. 2019

Here in the stillness,
Of the late midnight hour.
I'm on the phone bridge,
With many more flowers.
Our hearts have been broken,
Our lives torn apart.
But by the love of each other,
We have a brand new start.

Chorus
Well, every hour, and every day.
Every moment, and in every way.
I'm leaning on survivors� of SIA.
And I'm counting my blessings,
That I go not astray.

I'll never forget that,
Sweet night on the phone.
The pain from my abusers,
Was deep down in my soul.
The sound of the voices,
The pitches the tones.
I knew at once,
This must be my home

Chorus
Well, every hour, and every day.
Every moment, and in every way.
I'm leaning on survivors� of SIA.
And I'm counting my blessings,
That I go not astray.