[Intro] (whispered, just guitar, close-miked) You turned away — your breathing's slow, down some hall I can't follow you go. (soft) come home... come home... [Verse 1] (guitar + soft pulse, building) You built a house that mirrors ours — same cold halls, same hollow hours. Room to room, you roam and call, talking to a tomb, a wall. Hands on the paint but your eyes are gone — love, you've been lost in there too long. [Pre-Chorus] (drums enter, lifting) So I whisper soft against the dark, trace my hand down the curve of your back — one breath, one spark... [Chorus] (full band, soaring, big hook) Come home, come home — not the walls in your head, come true home, to my arms instead! The doors all vanish, the field stays gray, but I'm right here — just a breath away. Come home (come home), my love, come home — you don't have to face the dark alone. [Verse 2] (driving, sharper) You grabbed a blade at the shape in the black, swung at the threat you swore would attack. But that shadow, love — that shadow was me, reaching through the place you couldn't see. I'd never take. I only hold. Put the knife down, love — you're not alone, you're not cold. [Pre-Chorus 2] (intense, then sudden drop) So I press my chest to the line of your spine, and I beg you soft — just one more time — (whispered) come home... it's time... [Chorus] (bigger, ad-libs over the top) Come home, come home — not the walls in your head, come true home, to my arms instead! The doors all vanish, the field stays gray, but I'm right here — just a breath away. Come home (come home), my love, come home — you don't have to face the dark alone. [Bridge] (strip back to almost nothing, then surge — hopeful) Then you went still. you finally heard. No scream. no swing. not a single word — just the weight of me against your back, hauling you up through the cracking black. You knew my hands before you woke, knew it was love in the dark that spoke. The fear let go. the angst came undone — you turned toward home... (building huge) you were already home. [Final Chorus] (key change, triumphant, fully open) So come home, come home — you found the walls in your head, then you chose true home, my arms instead! The replica fades, the gray gives way, your eyes flicked open to the break of day. Welcome home (welcome home), my love, welcome home — look around, love: you were never alone. [Outro] (back to intimate, tender, fading) Breathing slow... but you're facing me now. You made it home. You made it home — somehow. (soft) you were always home, somehow.
