I used to come here for shelter
The pathway still trodden and wide
You'd stand in your doorway all smiling
And I would be safe for a while

I'd sit on your lap on the sofa
In the room where all pictures are grey
Where the memories float from the ceiling
And childhood's a story away

As I left there'd be laughter and kisses
I see it when daydreaming still

I used to go there for shelter
In my mind I always will