[Intro: hotel bell, distant voices, soft guitar 🏨] [Verse 1: Dream-Pop] I kept a guest room in each heart That opened up to me. Fresh flowers by the window. No charge, but never free. I left a shirt in every closet, A promise by each bed, So somewhere someone missed me Whenever loneliness was fed. [Chorus: Romantic Rock] I want a home in every heart, Yet never one address. I want the depth of being known Without the weight of permanence. I want every door left open, Every light beside the stairs. But how can I belong to all Without belonging anywhere? [Verse 2: Waltz, accordion and strings 🎭] One heart offered breakfast And a drawer to call my own. I praised the lovely curtains, Then remembered somewhere else was home. I mistook being welcomed For a right to come and go. They mistook my warm arrival For a vow I didn’t know. [Genre Shift: Dark Trip-Hop 🌒] Check in. Check out. Leave tenderness in doubt. Take the key. Keep it near. Return when solitude appears. [Post-Hardcore Burst ⚡] THEY ARE NOT ROOMS! THEY ARE LIVES! NOT SAFEHOUSES FOR LONELY NIGHTS! [Bridge: bare acoustic guitar] Connection is not ownership. Affection is not fraud. But every open invitation Does not make me someone’s god. I must tell them when I’m passing. I must name what I can give. A heart is not a hotel. It is where another person lives. [Final Chorus: Cinematic duet 🌅] I cannot live in every heart. I cannot promise every stay. I can enter with sincerity And leave without decay. Perhaps belonging asks me To let other doorways close. To choose one room imperfectly And become the one who knows. [Outro: key placed on desk] No reservation. Just a choice.
