A Face To Call Home

John Mayer · Born And Raised [2012]

I am an architect

Of days that haven't happened yet

I can't believe a month is all it's been

You know my paper heart

The one I fill with pencil marks

I think I might have gone and inked you in



CHORUS

Little by little, inch by inch

We built a yard

With a garden in the middle of it

It ain't much, but it's a start

You got me swaying right along

To the song in your heart

And a face to call home

A face to call home

You got a face to call home



It's so good you didn't see

The nervous wreck I used to be

I never thought a man could feel so small

You never look at me like I'm a liability

I bet you'd think I've never been at all



CHORUS

Little by little, inch by inch

We built a yard

With a garden in the middle of it

It ain't much, but it's a start

You got me swaying right along

To the song in your heart

And a face to call home

A face to call home

You got a face to call home



A face to call home

A face to call home

You got a face to call home



Maybe I can stay awhile

Maybe I can stay awhile

Maybe I can stay awhile

I'm talking like all of the time

Maybe I can stay awhile

Maybe I can stay awhile

Maybe I can stay awhile

I'm talking like all of the time



CHORUS

Little by little, inch by inch

We built a yard

With a garden in the middle of it

It ain't much, but it's a start

You got me swaying right along

To the song in your heart

And a face to call home

A face to call home

You got a face to call home



A face to call home

A face to call home

You got a face to call home