[Intro – soft piano, ambient night noise] (ooh… ahh…) ⸻ [Verse 1 – female lead|minimalist piano, car interior ambience] I’m parked out on the driveway, hands resting on the wheel, breath fogging up the glass in a way I didn’t feel until the quiet settled round me like a blanket in the dark… And the porch light on the steps cuts a pathway through the yard ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – female lead| gentle lift, close harmonies enter softly] And I’m tired of all the running, and the weight I try to hide… but the light keeps softly shining ’cause someone waits inside (inside…). ⸻ [Chorus – female lead| warm, still, accepting] There’s a light on the steps calling me home, that same gentle glow that’s never gone cold. Through all the long nights when I drifted too far… there’s a light on the steps waiting right where you are (where you are…). ⸻ [Verse 2 – female lead| pentatonic fragments, breathy spacing] I open up the car door, let the night air find my face… take one slow step forward just to occupy the space. But the quiet holds me steady, and the glow is calm and kind — like it’s reaching from the doorway to the parts I’ve left behind (left behind…). ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – female lead| same lift, slightly fuller harmony] And I’m learning I don’t need to have the answers all lined up… just a light that keeps on shining ’cause someone never gave up (never gave up…). ⸻ [Chorus – female lead| repeated with expanded echoes] There’s a light on the steps calling me home, that same gentle glow that’s never gone cold. Through all the long nights when I drifted too far… there’s a light on the steps waiting right where you are (where you are…). ⸻ [Bridge – female lead| quiet emotional centre, minimalist phrasing] It lingered on the doorway, steady through the shifting dark. Even when I stayed away, it never dimmed or lost its spark (lost its spark…). A simple, steady shimmer holding space for my return — proof that in the quiet moments there are lights that always burn (always burn…). ⸻ [Final Chorus – female lead| unresolved peace, soft harmonies] There’s a light on the steps calling me home — but tonight I stay here in the quiet on my own. I’m not ready to walk in… but I don’t feel lost tonight. There’s a light on the steps and it’s more than enough just to see it shining bright (shining bright…). ⸻ [Outro – female lead| silence, piano decay, soft hum] I breathe in the night, hands resting on the wheel… and I let myself believe in a light that still burns real (burns real…).
