Your hands are a home to me Warm me when I'm shaken by the cold Turning in circles You touch the frightened child in me Seashells on the window, candles and a magic stone Your eyes seem to help me see Lead me where my path is overgrown Like light in the forest You share the darkness when I sleep Seashells on the window, candles and a magic stone Wishing wells and witch's spells of doubt With the twilight of evening Hope becomes a hopeless fantasy Someone's touch is just enough I would sink Through the silence of dreaming I heard your call, I'm calling you to me Oh, your love gives me all I need Fills the empty longing in my soul Of wanting to hold you Your hands are a home to me Seashells on the window, candles and a magic stone Seashells on the window, candles and a magic stone