Sing You Home Novels & Stories

They started dancing gently like they always do. The song was also changed to Ed Sheeran's song "Thinking out loud" "When your legs don't work like they used to before And I can't sweep you off of your feet Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70 And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23 And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways Maybe just the touch of a hand

"Hmm, ah! Iris. That's one of our favorite song before. Listen, okay?" Clark nodded before looking his eyes from her. "And I'd give up forever to touch you 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now" Sashi started the song while staring at Clark. Yes, she doesn't want to go home because Clark is her home himself. "And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life And sooner or later, it's over I just don't wanna miss you tonight"

Rosalyn “The name of the song is ‘Carry You Home’ by Alex Warren.” I put the phone down and looked up at him. “And Hannah was right; it isn’t a country song. The singer dedicated it to his wife. How romantic.” The corner of his lips made the smallest curve in a smirk, but he didn’t glance away from his phone. He kept tap, tap, tapping away. “You get a new phone, andthatis the first thing you decide to check.”

Take you by your hand And tell you that you're good enough And tell you that it's gonna be tough This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end 'Cause I ain't got a home Running from the streetlights Shining on her grave Once you had the good stuff Never gonna fill you up I wanna be the one who Gives them my world And gives them all the feeling of it Just a little taste of it This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end 'Cause I ain't got a home I'll forever roam No, I ain't got a home I'll forever roam 'Cause I ain't got a home I'll forever roam No, I ain't got a home I'll forever roam I ain't got a home

I raised the mic, closed my eyes, breathed deeply… And I sang: 🎵 “I wanna come home to roses…” The line cracked like lightning in a stormy sky. Pure. Raw. Crystalline. The cheers blurred into silence. 🎵 “And dirty little notes on post-its…”🎵 🎵 “And when my hair starts turning gray…”🎵 🎵 “He’ll say I’m like a fine wine, better with age…” 🎵 My voice trembled, but didn’t falter. The room fell into a hush so deep, even the air stilled.

Please carry me, carry me, carry me home.🎶 He flashes me a smile. I decide to blend in with him. 🎶 I've spent all of the love I saved. We were always a loosing game. Small town boy in a big arcade. I got addicted to a loosing game.🎶 I feel like my old self again, singing, smiling. All there years i thought not singing will be the escape route to not remember my dad everytime. It isn't. Having him in my heart is the best thing I'll always want to have.

She fell in love with how he called her his home, How his steps danced on the voice of her soul, How bare he was as if his skin was hers to own, She fell, as if this universe held only him alone, She drowned deeper as he made her waltz on his songs, How he loved her as she was last to ever be adored, With all his life, how he held her so close, As if he was the last to save her from this world of storms, So she pleaded, On his heart, his love, As long as he would open the door, She would be there to welcome him home. She would be the one to embrace him as her own.

so just let me explore you I'll sing for you Just before you sleep But in this case love Your beauty sings to me...