House of My Dreams

My house isn’t fancy. There’s no wide screen TV
Furnished all with hand-me-downs and
Thrift store memories
Each piece tells a story as it weaves its way through time
I treasure every moment I get to call them mine

My house isn’t brand new. It’s seen better days
No marble floors or stainless steel. It’s never seen a maid
But I have a picture window and the silhouette of trees
Dark against the dusky blue of the evening sky
You see there is love.

Love and laughter comin’ out the seams
In the house of my dreams

My house is on the small side. No thousands of square feet
The wood stove warms the whole dang place and we soak Up all that heat
Work on a jigsaw puzzle while snow piles up outside
My house my might look small to you, but it’s bigger on The inside and filled with love

Love and laughter comin’ out the seams
In the house of my dreams

Oh I’m not immune to the thrill of getting something new
But the best part of my day is hands down darlin’
Coming home to you

My house might never end up on the cover of a magazine
With its overgrown gardens, crooked porch, and tire swing
It may not be a castle, but I feel like royalty
Resting in your arms at night
Knowing we have everything that we need

Love and laughter comin’ out the seams
In the house of my dreams