Help me feel you.

Verse 1: Do you want to talk with me tonight? I'm afraid I'm out of practice—there was no one in sight. Do you want to open up your soul to me? Then I'll tell you how I lived, how I tried to be. The reason is simple, like an autumn leaf: I was so scared of being betrayed, of more grief. But you're here. You asked me. You want to understand. Maybe it's time for the truth, close at hand? I am... I'm the one who got tired of the quiet. And this, I believe, is just the start of it. Chorus: You smell like the rain and fresh, clean sheets, You smell like a home I never had. I lived for so long in locked-in days, Where even the moon above me looked sad. But now you are here—and time is no more, We've tangled its hands with our heartbeats so true. The one who stopped waiting won't walk out the door. I'm yours now. I'm with you. I'm not empty, I'm new. Verse 2: Who am I? Just a guest of the night, Who lit up the fire just to feel a little warm. Loneliness isn't a cross or a sin, It's just a habit of waiting for the storm. It's the sigh when you shout into the air And realize: "No one will come. And that's not fair." But you came—you gave me a chance. I hear the knock. The words get stuck in my throat, they choke. I lived my whole life just waiting for these hands To touch my shoulder in this lonely smoke. Chorus: You smell like the rain and fresh, clean sheets, You smell like a home I never had. I lived for so long in locked-in days, Where even the moon above me looked sad. But now you are here—and time is no more, We've tangled its hands with our heartbeats so true. The one who stopped waiting won't walk out the door. I'm yours now. I'm with you. I'm not empty, I'm new. Bridge: I was so scared that you'd betray me too, That I shut myself away from the light. But you broke through that vicious debut, You stayed in my soul through the night. And if someday you ask me why I was so silent, so hard to reach— I was just waiting for you, you and I, So we could begin, and our hearts could teach. Outro (final chorus, softer): You smell like the rain... and fresh, clean sheets... You smell like a home... I'm yours now. I'm with you. I'm not empty... I'm home.