I built my house of wood and stone.
I built my house with sinew and bone.
I built it strong to withstand war,
but I put a welcome mat at my door.
I built it here near the sea,
so I can watch the ships sailing free.
And I built it with windows wide
to better understand the world outside.
From here you can feel the ocean breeze
and hear the songbirds singing in the trees.
The fireplace I built of solid stone
for those cold winter nights I spend reading alone.
For me, it's a beautiful, almost magical place,
filled with a sense of both mystery and grace.
But as I contemplete the work that I've done,
I realize my real happiness is yet to be won.
It's all meaningless without you by my side,
so now I must ask you to please be my bride.
I love you more than anyone I've ever known,
so, if you love me, please, please come home.