Delta Goodrem

This is the home where my mother told me anything can happen
These are the pages where I kept my secrets underneath our bed
In a heart shaped necklace that my father bought me
Then there's the park bench where I gave my first kiss away
This is the bedroom that I painted purple when I first left home
There is the journey that my car would take me to my days at work
And the mountain I climbed after I fought the rain
Then there's the goodbye that I gave my best friend for the very last time
I said to myself, said to my lover
Everything feels your touch
Everything good, reaches another
You never can feel too much
I'm like a butterfly that moves it’s wings
There’s a storm happening somewhere
This is the feeling that only you can give me and it gives me chills
This is the last time that I said I need you but I always will