[Verse] Sunset bleeds on the driftwood shore, tangled roots hold the tide’s old lore. Salt on my lips, the wind’s low hum, I trace your name where the waves have come. [Pre-Chorus] Every tide sings the same refrain, a whisper lost in the sea’s deep chain. But I’m still here, though I’m far away— promise to return, come what may. [Chorus] Driftwood dreams, sea salt truth, I’ll find my way back, I’ll break through the blue. No map, no clock, just the current’s call— I’m coming home, I’m coming home, I’m coming home. [Verse] The moon lights up the scattered bones, of ships long gone and secrets sown. I carry the rhythm in my chest, a tune the ocean left me, untested. [Pre-Chorus] Every tide sings the same refrain, a whisper lost in the sea’s deep chain. But I’m still here, though I’m far away— promise to return, come what may. [Chorus] Driftwood dreams, sea salt truth, I’ll find my way back, I’ll break through the blue. No map, no clock, just the current’s call— I’m coming home, I’m coming home, I’m coming home. [Bridge] The sky don’t promise, the waves don’t lie, but I swear by the tides I’ll walk that sky. No need to speak, I’ll find my way, with the sea in my soul and the night to stay. [Chorus] Driftwood dreams, sea salt truth, I’ll find my way back, I’ll break through the blue. No map, no clock, just the current’s call— I’m coming home, I’m coming home, I’m coming home. [Outro] Driftwood dreams… sea salt truth… coming home… coming home… (voice fades with gentle backing harmonies, echo on “home”)