All time low- Something gotta give (cover)

We rise again

Come Back to Me" is more than a song. It's a dialogue. A letter written to the child we all leave behind in the rush to become adults. This song was born from a question: what happens to our joy, our vulnerability, and our dreams when we put on the armor of everyday life? It explores the wounds passed down from generation to generation and the paradigm of the adult who is not allowed to falter. It's an invitation to break that paradigm. A reminder that true strength isn't found in the armor, but in the courage to let it turn to dust. This is my story, but I hope you hear yours in it too. If it touched you, tell me in the comments how your inner child is doing today.

Come Back to Me  é mais do que uma música. É um diálogo. Uma carta escrita para a criança que todos nós deixamos para trás na pressa de nos tornarmos adultos. Esta canção nasceu de uma pergunta: o que acontece com a nossa alegria, nossa vulnerabilidade e nossos sonhos quando vestimos a armadura do dia a dia? Ela explora as feridas que passamos de geração em geração e o paradigma do adulto que não pode fraquejar. É um convite para quebrar esse paradigma. Um lembrete de que a verdadeira força não está na armadura, mas na coragem de deixá-la virar pó. Esta é a minha história, mas espero que você ouça a sua nela também. Se ela te tocou, me conte nos comentários como a sua criança interior está hoje.

Letra:

I rushed to grow, forgot to play
Traded dreams for bills to pay
Became an adult too soon
Left my joy beneath the moon

She watched me with wide, silent eyes
Full of questions I never answered twice
And I said, "There's no time today"
While she just hoped I'd look her way

There's a child inside me, still awake
Dancing with wind, dodging heartbreak
She calls me when the world feels tight
But I pretend she's out of sight

Come back to me
With barefoot steps on dusty ground
With messy lines and colors all around
Come back with laughter, wild and free
And teach me how to simply be

Come back to me
Before I forget the sound of my name
Before I'm buried beneath the shame
Return and whisper soft and true:
"Love starts when I come home to you"

Parents now were children then
Holding wounds they couldn't mend
So many "I love you"s left unsaid
Because no one said it to them instead

And the kids now raise their eyes
They don't want rules they want your time
They're not asking you to be perfect or strong
Just someone real who admits when they're wrong

There's a child in you, hiding deep
Craving warmth you're scared to keep
She weeps in silence, scared to show
But love begins where truth can flow

Come back to me
With sticky fingers and scraped-up knees
With arms wide open, just come as you please
Come with wonder, come with mess
And remind me: I deserve gentleness

Come back to me
Before the magic slips away for good
Before I forget how freedom feels and once stood
Return and call me by my name
Like love's not survival it's a game

If you're a parent, dare to hear
If you're a child, speak loud and clear
We all have a kid inside, afraid
Wearing armor love never made

They don't want much
Just to be seen
To know that even grown-ups
Still bleed, still dream

Come back to me
With the chaos of your fearless heart
With faith that broken things can restart
Come with eyes that still believe and trust
And teach the armor how to turn to dust

Come back to me
Like coming home after being lost
Like learning that love bears no cost
Come and stay don't hide again
Dear child in me... you're home. Amen.

Open Arms

GARY GO

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