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(VERSE 1)
I took the long way out,
thought distance would fix something in me.
But every street felt colder,
every night felt too quiet
without the sound of you breathing somewhere close.
I left to feel lighter,
but somehow…
I only carried more.
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(PRE-CHORUS)
And now every memory hits soft,
but deep—
sweet enough to smile,
sharp enough to break.
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⭐ (CHORUS)
Hold me like home,
like the place I lost
but never really left.
I’m finding my way,
even if I move slow—
your voice is the map
I always knew.
It hurts in the sweetest way,
the kind that keeps me alive.
I got lost out there…
but I’m coming back,
bittersweet,
to you.
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(VERSE 2)
I remember the light on the walls,
the way the air smelled after rain.
Little things—
like the sound of your keys,
or laughter in the other room—
they haunt me
in the softest, cruelest ways.
Funny how leaving
shows you everything you shouldn’t have walked away from.
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(PRE-CHORUS)
I’m stitched together
with pieces of where I’ve been
and pieces of you
I never stopped carrying.
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⭐ (CHORUS)
Hold me like home,
like the place I lost
but never really left.
I’m finding my way,
even if I move slow—
your voice is the map
I always knew.
It hurts in the sweetest way,
the kind that keeps me alive.
I got lost out there…
but I’m coming back,
bittersweet,
to you.
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(BRIDGE – soft, echo’d, cinematic)
Maybe home was never walls—
maybe it was something warmer.
A heartbeat.
A breath.
A name I still whisper
even when I don’t mean to.
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⭐ (FINAL CHORUS)
So hold me like home,
like something familiar
and new at the same time.
I’m not who I was
when I walked away—
but the part of me that remembers
is leading me back.
And yeah…
it hurts.
But it’s beautiful.
Bittersweet.
Just like you.
JOREN
