Woke us up one night alarmed to break the news Bothered me the way you cried saying there's no use In coming home There's not one to come home to Wish I hadn't left the way That I did With a compass that had cracked when I was just a kid I had traveled far up north Pointed south and had me heading back and forth In coming home There's not one to come home to So if you should roam Take a look, through and through My fabric spun around like waves and vertigo Patterns left a trace of places I don't want to go You had stayed up using tears to flood the den Hoping that you'd flood to me, my closest friend In coming home There's not one to come home to I'm sorry for losing my self-esteem Could you please unravel me? Could you please unravel me?