(ralph covert - waterdog music / ascap)
A bed and a chair
An empty box on the stair
A smile in the mirror
As she picks up the phone
A place of her own
She calls me to say
She moved in today
If I'm doing nothing
She's got somewhere to go
A place of her own

And home is more than a pillow on the floor
It's more than four walls and a doorway
It's your space to grow

I drop by at eight
With chinese food in a bag
She says the walls need painting
Then laughs and pulls me close
A place of her own

And home is more than a pillow on the floor
It's more than four walls and a doorway
It's your space to grow

A place of her own

• A Place of Her Own
• Ashes of My Heart
• Faces in Picasso's Notebook
• From Ragtime to Rags
• Jeune Fille in a White Sundress
• Not Dead Yet
• One Perfect Moment
• Promises in The Dark
• Rubber Cement Man
• She Smiles Like Richard Nixon
• Squeezing The Puzzle Together
• Statue by My Phone