More songs by Caleb Hearn
Description
Love isn't always fireworks, champagne, and watching the sunset together. Sometimes it's just Tuesday. Your suitcase is on the bed, your socks are rolled up in pairs, and your heart is already missing someone, even though no one has left yet. This song is about that quiet magic: when even at the lowest point, amid fatigue, grayness, and “nothing is right again,” someone suddenly appears who simply... stays. They don't save you - they warm you. They don't shout - they hold your hand. And so it goes, day after day. And it's nothing loud. Just love. Real love. The kind that doesn't go away when it's the off-season.