When everyone’s around everything’s safe and sound,
Conceal all the things that make you blue,
Be the person you think you will love,
The person you think deserve your empathy,

But when you come home,

Be the person he accepts you to be,
Perhaps he loves it more than you do,
Perhaps he won’t leave you for all your lacks,
Perhaps he will stay for all that you are,

Because when he sees your wound he calls it miracle,
When he listens to your past he calls it a journey,
For it leads you to him,

But...