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He boxed up all his dreams    
Took a steady job on the edge of town  
Built a picket fence, painted it down  
Every tired smile, a quiet I’m all in
Sunday morning in the same old pew  
Asking God if this is what he’s meant to do  
He wears his promise like a second skin  
But in the back of his mind there’s a road still calling  
empty map, sky still falling  

Cause a man will lay his laughter down  
Trade his wild heart for a solid ground  
Give up his happiness just to have a home  

Thinking that the sacrifice is how love wins  
Standing in a house, but feeling all alone  
A man will give his joy away  
If it means the roof above will stay  
Calling these four walls the best he’s ever known  
A man will give up happiness  
Just to have a home  
She walks the hallway in her stocking feet  
Framed smiles staring from the cream-white sheet  Dinners getting cold on the stove again  
Talking to the silence like an old best friend  
She once had tickets to a one-way flight  
Now it’s folded laundry in the half glow light  
She keeps her suitcase underneath the bed  
Like a quiet thought she’s never said  

And in the back of her heart there’s a door wide open  
Where a younger self is still out hoping  

Cause a woman will watch the seasons turn  
Feel her own reflection start to blur and burn  
Wonder when her dreams got buried in this loam  
She’ll trade the picture frames and wedding band  
For a sunrise road and her own two hands  
Walk away from walls that never felt like home  
A woman will leave the table set  
If the only thing it serves is regret  
She’ll choose the unknown over growing old in chrome  
A woman will give the house away  
To chase a life that feels like day  
Trading safe for finally being known  
A woman will give up home  
Just to have her own  

He thinks love means staying no matter the cost  
She thinks love means finding the pieces she lost  
He holds on tighter the more he feels it slip  
She learns that letting go is her only grip  
Two different stories under one roof told  
One chasing comfort one chasing soul  

A man will build a fortress  
Out of paychecks plans, and pain  
Thinking if the lights stay on  
He can outlast the rain  
A woman feels the thunder  
In the quiet of her chest  
Knows sometimes you have to leave  
To give your heart its rest  
A man will give his happiness  
Just to have a home  
A woman will give up the home shes known Just to not feel alone. Somewere in the middle theres a place they miss. Where a house is more than walls and this
Where he keeps his joy she finds her peace  
And love is the roof that never has to lease  

He stands on the porch with the keys in his hand  
She walks down the driveway toes in the sand  
Two silhouettes fading into different skys  
Both chasing home in their own eyes  
A man will trade his heart for walls of stone  
A woman trades the walls to be her own  
Between the leaving and the staying they both roam  Searchin for a place where happiness is home