Walking up the steps alone
 [bad word] through my bones
Overwhelming feeling
Seems like I face the world [bad word] on my own

You’re always here
I carry you with me
But when [bad word] home I know

With your hands through my hair
You drive away ghosts
Warm whispers blow
Straight through my heart

And you hold me tight
Nurse my wounds all night
Till you make things right
Warm whispers.