Verse 1 [Low bass-baritone throughout — no key changes — do not repeat sections — perform lyrics once in written order] There’s a light that doesn’t hurt your eyes, But somehow lets you see, Colors no one has a name for, More alive than anything. The air itself feels different, Like every breath is new, And somehow everything around you Feels like it remembers you. Verse 2 There are faces you remember Before anybody speaks, No wondering if they know you, You just know—and so do they. There’s no distance in the loving, No goodbye around the bend, And every soul you’ve ever missed Feels close enough to touch again. Pre-Chorus And there’s a peace that feels familiar, Though I can’t tell you why… Chorus [Chorus — LOW, restrained, no register lift] How can someplace I’ve never been Feel so much like home? Like I’ve spent my whole life missing it Without ever knowing what was gone. Where love is more than something said, And nobody stands alone. How can someplace I’ve never been Feel so much like home? Verse 3 They say you’re more alive there Than you ever were down here, Every question somehow settles, Every shadow disappears. No broken bodies, no heavy hearts, No clock counting down the days, And nobody who has stood there Seems to want to walk away. Chorus How can someplace I’ve never been Feel so much like home? Like I’ve spent my whole life missing it Without ever knowing what was gone. Where love is more than something said, And nobody stands alone. How can someplace I’ve never been Feel so much like home? Bridge [Bridge — intimate, low chest voice] I can almost see the distance, Almost hear somebody call, Almost feel that kind of welcome I’ve been searching for through it all. And somewhere just beyond me There’s a presence drawing near… I couldn’t tell you what He looked like— But somehow I knew Who was there. Final Verse Then the room came back around me. Just a lamp beside my chair. Pages resting in my hands… And I realized I’d never left there. I’d been reading people’s stories, All the things they said they’d known, Trying to picture someplace That they all kept calling home. Final Chorus [Final Chorus — fuller instrumentation, SAME LOW VOCAL REGISTER] No, I’ve never seen those colors. I’ve never stood inside that light. I’ve never crossed that doorway Or looked beyond this life. Their stories helped me picture it, But they’re not why I know— ‘Cause long before I read their words, Jesus told me where I’d go. He said, “I go prepare a place…” And someday He’ll take me home. Now I know why someplace I’ve never been Feels so much like home. Outro [Outro — sparse, almost spoken] Maybe home ain’t always somewhere You’ve already been before. Maybe home is where He’s waiting… And you’re just not there yet.
