I took the long way home again, Where the streetlights hum like they’re old friends. There’s a bend in the road where I always slow, Like it’s holding a story I’m afraid to know. Verse 2 I left the porch light on for you, Though I’m not sure what I hoped it would do. Some nights I sit where the rain comes in, Let it spill on the floor like a quiet sin. Chorus And I keep drifting back to that hollow harbor, Where we once stood steady like the moon on water. If I ever learn to call it over, Maybe I’ll find a way to feel lighter. Verse 3 Your coat still hangs by the kitchen door, I should take it down but I never quite do anymore. Funny how little things can hold you still, Like they’ve carved out a space you can’t help but fill. Chorus And I keep drifting back to that hollow harbor, Where we once stood steady like the moon on water. If I ever learn to call it over, Maybe I’ll find a way to feel lighter. Bridge I’m not haunted, just a little tied, To a version of us that never really died. I walk these rooms like a gentle thief, Stealing minutes from the weight of grief. Final Chorus So I keep drifting back to that hollow harbor, Where we once stood steady like the moon on water. If I ever learn to call it over, Maybe I’ll find a way— Yeah, maybe I’ll find a way to feel lighter.
