作词 : AMICK CUTLER
作曲 : AMICK CUTLER
I saw you before the old fox could dig
And I knew you'd be worth all my son could give
Skirting around in the night
Preparing a den that feels just right
No not my son, no place to call home
Cause he knew you'd give him one
I loved you before the old bird could sing
And I knew then your heart would be worth a king
Flying around in the morn
Building their nests to keep them warm
No not my son, no warmth of his own
Cause he knew you'd give him some
Wrapped in your love
Is where I belong
The place I call home
Is here in your song