Home Is You
Husband → Wife
Valentine's Day · Ballad
This past year we moved to a city where we didn't know a single soul. A lot of nights it was just us — takeout on the couch, some show, slowly turning a strange place into ours. And somewhere in there it hit me: I don't need to know anyone here. You're next to me, so I'm already home. That's what you are to me, Abby — not a place, a person I carry home with me. Wherever we land next, as long as it's you, I'm good. Happy Valentine's. I love you.
Home Is You
Husband → Wife
Valentine's Day · Ballad
This past year we moved to a city where we didn't know a single soul. A lot of nights it was just us — takeout on the couch, some show, slowly turning a strange place into ours. And somewhere in there it hit me: I don't need to know anyone here. You're next to me, so I'm already home. That's what you are to me, Abby — not a place, a person I carry home with me. Wherever we land next, as long as it's you, I'm good. Happy Valentine's. I love you.
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Song story

Background
Kevin is 31, and he and his wife Abigail just spent their first year in a city where they didn't know a soul. Plenty of nights it was only them — takeout on the couch, a show, slowly making the place theirs. Somewhere in there he realized that as long as she's next to him, anywhere already feels like home. For Valentine's Day he made a tender ballad about her being home, wherever they land.
Message
This past year we moved to a city where we didn't know a single soul. A lot of nights it was just us — takeout on the couch, some show, slowly turning a strange place into ours. And somewhere in there it hit me: I don't need to know anyone here. You're next to me, so I'm already home. That's what you are to me, Abby — not a place, a person I carry home with me. Wherever we land next, as long as it's you, I'm good. Happy Valentine's. I love you.
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