Come Home

A plea runs through this song like a hand extended toward someone slipping out of view. The opening image is of a fire burning down to smoke, a spark of hope in someone's eye that everyone can see has faded — the narrator isn't fooled by the brave face. There's a girl who has become "just a ghost," someone who once exploded with highs and lows and is now quietly disappearing, and the song refuses to look away from that. The chorus keeps returning to the same invitation: come home, back to where your heart is, back to where you started. It names the ache directly — nothing hurts worse than hope deferred — and then insists that the person shining under the shame was made for more than pain. The line about being born for the dance, not the fight, reframes the whole struggle: this isn't a battle to win but a homecoming to accept. The repeated "fading away" near the end gives the song its urgency, as if the invitation has a clock on it. It's a song about deferred hope, hidden shame, and the stubborn love that keeps calling someone back.