And if this day should go on forever
And your hand never lost its grip
I'd never doubt or be in need
Lonsome, would be bleached from my mind
It's hard to write a sad song when you're happy
That's why i've done none for you
Tell me when i'm wrong and forgetful
That you always will be true
And just to know that you'll be comin home
To hear the sound of your keys
Hangin' up your coat in the hallway
Well i will never doubt or be in need
And sometimes i wonder just who you are
What brought us so close together
It's a certain kind of magic
One to never question or take for granted
Or take for granted
And just to know…
To hear the rattle of your keys
Hangin' up your bag in the hallway