When will this house become a home? When will you stop wandering alone? You've got a place to lay your head But do you ever really rest? Though you've got a place to lay your head I'm coming home in your arms I find freedom in your scars I am trapped in this place Searching for a solid base Will you hear my call And help me break down this wall I'm coming home in your arms I find freedom in your scars Now keep your eyes shut Like you keep your doors locked