[Tempo & Style: 72 BPM, slow intimate indie-pop ballad; warm, reflective, soft dynamics, airy textures] [Verse 1] I don’t need a map, I just follow your hoodie smell [breathy atmosphere, subtle ambient pads] Or the way you hum at three a.m., breaking my shell [sparse textures, minimal percussion] Your sneakers leave traces in the kitchen tile [soft harmonic pad] I stay there for a while, just to watch you smile [gentle ambient swell] [Pre-Chorus] I’ve counted streetlights like secrets I can’t keep [soft harmonic layering, subtle swell] But you fold the dark around me like it’s yours to keep [airy backing vocals, slight dynamic lift] [Chorus] You’re my home, in the middle of a Tuesday [warm pad swell, airy layered vocals] Even coffee cups and clutter feel like a doorway [soft floating textures] No keys, no plans, just the quiet in your hands [gentle swell on key words] I close my eyes, and suddenly I understand [subtle harmonic echo] Moments bend and linger like a half-remembered dream [airy textures, layered vocals] Our voices thread through the quiet, soft and unseen [floating harmonics, soft vocal layering] [Verse 2] The smell of your jacket drifts down the stairs [soft background pad, intimate tone] Your laugh hits corners that no one else dares [airy harmonics, subtle swell] I trace the curve of your coffee-stained mug [soft floating texture] And swear the world fits here, in the warmth of your hug [gentle swell under vocals] [Pre-Chorus] I’ve wandered through mornings that never knew my name [slight crescendo, airy backing harmonics] But with you, every misstep feels like a flame [soft layered vocals, subtle swell] [Chorus] You’re my home, in the middle of a Tuesday [airy harmonic swell, gentle backing vocals] Even coffee cups and clutter feel like a doorway [floating textures] No keys, no plans, just the quiet in your hands [soft dynamic lift] I close my eyes, and suddenly I understand [airy echo, warm harmonics] Moments bend and linger like a half-remembered dream [soft layered textures] Our voices thread through the quiet, soft and unseen [floating harmonic fade] [Bridge] If the night spins sideways or the city hums wrong [textures drop, intimate feel] I’ll find my center in the hum of your song [gentle swell] No compass needed, no reason to roam [airy pad, spacious] Everywhere I go, I’m already home [soft swell into final chorus] [Chorus / Outro] You’re my home, in the middle of a Tuesday [final airy swell, layered harmonics] Even mismatched socks feel like a doorway [soft textures, subtle lift] No keys, no plans, just the quiet in your hands [intimate layering, gentle fade] I close my eyes, and suddenly I understand [warm, airy tail] Moments bend and linger like a half-remembered dream [floating textures fade] Our voices thread through the quiet, soft and unseen [linger with soft ambient tail] The space between us feels infinite, safe, and mine [fade slowly, intimate ending]

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