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
