[Verse] The tide rolls in with silver feet, A whisper on the harbor's cheek. The fog lifts slow, the lanterns gleam, And every stone remembers my name. [Pre-Chorus] The ship’s long gone, but not my soul, It’s carried home through every roll. [Chorus] Oh, I’m back where the sea sings low, Where the wind still hums my old hello. The waves remember how I cried, And now they sing me home with pride. With every note, the harbor breathes— I’ve come back through the storm in my sleeves. [Verse] The wooden pier has grown a face, Like time itself, but kinder, grace. A child points where I used to stand, And laughter spills like sand. [Pre-Chorus] The sky has learned my steady tread, The earth still knows me, though I've fled. [Chorus] Oh, I’m back where the sea sings low, Where the wind still hums my old hello. The waves remember how I cried, And now they sing me home with pride. With every note, the harbor breathes— I’ve come back through the storm in my sleeves. [Bridge] No maps, no sails, no need to roam, Just this hush, this harbor, this home. The strings weep slow, the air is warm— I’m not a stranger, not a storm. [Chorus] Oh, I’m back where the sea sings low, Where the wind still hums my old hello. The waves remember how I cried, And now they sing me home with pride. With every note, the harbor breathes— I’ve come back through the storm in my sleeves. [Outro] The tide rolls in, the stars still glow… Home.