Shake the distant rain from your hair,

Smile at my openheart door,

Set your foot inside...

My shy eyes drink you in,

My hearth is for you

Put your shoes here -

Let my hands cup yours...

All the cells in my body awaited you.

I hum like the bowerbird,

Weaving hope in the wilderness

I made you up a bed of tender love

Put distance behind you -

Let my lips meet yours...

We are home.