Under the covers, I make a tent
It's my world that I invent
Without you near me, no adventure
I want you to be home
Under the table, nobody's there
Under the ceiling, under the stairs
A funny feeling, my head is sleeping
I want you to be home
In the morning
I'm waiting for you
To come back home
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Take everything, my iPod
Take my keys, take my flare, take it all
Take my shoes, I'm riding solo
My memories, take all my photos
Take my clothes, take my clothes, my tight blue jeans
Take everything, take everything
In the morning
I'm waiting for you
To come back home
Where are you?
About This Song
"Come Home" is a wistful indie rock ballad that captures the profound loneliness and yearning of separation from a loved one, built around childlike imagery of hiding under covers and tables that transforms ordinary spaces into refuges of imagination. The song's gentle, melodic rock style features dreamy vocals and a laid-back groove that perfectly complements its themes of waiting, missing someone deeply, and the desperate desire for reunion. Chappo uses simple but evocative lyrics to explore how absence can make even familiar environments feel empty and strange, while the repeated "ba na na nah" refrains add a nostalgic, almost lullaby-like quality that emphasizes the vulnerability at the song's core. The track stands out for its ability to make universal feelings of longing feel both intimate and expansive, turning a simple plea for someone's return into an emotionally resonant meditation on love and separation.
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