I Think I'll Stay (Sahir HL S4)

[Intro — Instrumental Only — No Vocals] Some months in, I’ve caught the cadence, Who burns the candle, who wakes late. Who steals the last sweet from the plate, Then swears it was a twist of fate. One laughs before the joke is told, Encouraging the petty crime. One claims he’s distant, cold, controlled— Just give the man a little time. I’ve had teams and sharp-edged partners, Professionals who knew their trade. But never found a stranger company, Or bonds so quickly made. I knew how each of you would strike Before I knew your quiet ways. Funny how the smallest habits Show what battle never says. All these nights of bread and wine, And armor gets set by the wall. The lines begin to blur and shine— I didn’t plan for this at all. I think I like it here, More than I meant to. No contract binds me to this road, No orders left to pursue. No reason I should linger on, No objective left to chase. But when the night has come and gone, I think I’ll stay. Then there’s one more complication, A variable I can’t define. It grew without my observation, Like ivy crossing every line. First she tracked my every motion, Then we split the almond cake. Now I find myself still watching Every little choice she makes. I’ve planned a hundred outcomes through, Measured distance, timing, speed. How I fell this fast for you Wasn’t in any book I’d read. I studied how you fight together, Where you turn and who you cover. Thought it training, thought it habit, Trust developed for each other. When one of yours is in trouble, Every one of you draws near. And lately when I’ve needed someone, I find all of you right here. I think I love it here, More than I meant to. No oath declares that I belong, No signature makes it true. Yet someone always saves my place, As though I’m meant to stay. And when the road divides again, I know I’ll choose this way. Maybe family isn’t blood, Or something written into fate. Maybe it’s a place at dinner, And someone saving you a plate. Maybe it’s a choice that’s made In little ways each day. And if they’ll keep choosing me, I think I’ll stay. I came for one, one conversation, Just to see where this might go. Funny how the passing months can Change the things you thought you’d know. She’s beside me, they’re still laughing, Someone’s picking fights today. For once I know where I’d rather be— Right here. I think I’ll stay.