Lyric

Time ticks, kitchen clock sings a lullaby

Sunlight spilling where the curtains lie

Mug on the counter, steam doing a slow dance

Familiar scent pulling me into a trance

Voices in my head call me back to a place

Not the walls, but the faces that gave it grace

Come home, where the air hums sweet

Come home, where the soul finds its beat

Every step, every turn, it’s calling me back

Come home, fill the space where the heart once lacked

Cracked leather couch, stories sewn in the seams

Laughs and cries, stitched into the beams

Fridge magnets holding up a child’s scrawl

Every scratch on the floor holds a tale, stands tall

It's the hands that built it, the smiles that stayed

Not the bricks, but the love that never strayed

Come home, where the air hums sweet

Come home, where the soul finds its beat

Every step, every turn, it’s calling me back

Come home, fill the space where the heart once lacked