Bring Him Home From Les Miserables Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Baby, I'm not here to kill you... I'm here to bring you home." Home. The one word that made me lose all of my fear as tears streamed down my face and a sob escape my battered lips. I shook as the realization of his words washed over me. He wasn't here to kill me. No, he was here to take me home; take me out of this fucking nightmare and into his safekeeping. His face twisted into horror as he stared at me, and I nearly forgot what I looked like. I was beaten to hell. His features quickly turned from horror to pure rage.

"Your understanding means more to me than words can express." A gentle breeze rustled through the surrounding trees, carrying with it a sense of anticipation and the sweet scent of blooming flowers. Levi's hand slid down and intertwined his fingers with mine, his touch grounding me in the present moment. "Allow me to take you home, Jasmine," he said, his voice tinged with a touch of longing. "Even if our time together must be cut short, I want to ensure your safety and well-being."

I lowered my hands with a sad expression, feeling hurt that they didn't even want me back. I turned to Maverick, who was struggling not to laugh and had turned around to hide his smile. "Sorry, I'll just go back and spend the rest of the time before returning," I said, turning toward the door to leave. "Who sat and watched my infant head When sleeping on my cradle bed, And tears of sweet affection shed? My Mother!" they both sang in unison, and I stopped in my tracks. "Welcome home, Mommy!" "Welcome home, honey," I also hear Maverick's voice and I turned around and saw the three of them now holding cardboard.

Stunned by his sudden appearance, I start to babble, “what are you doing here? I thought-” My words are abruptly cut off as Levi rushes me, engulfing me in a tight hug. His voice is shaky as if he’s on the verge of tears. His relief can be felt in his strong arms that nearly squeeze me to death. “I’m here to bring you home. Where you belong.” His hands slip away. “Unfortunately it took you nearly dying for Gideon to see reason.”

Once spoken in anger, and now in jest, they were a reminder of how far we had come together. “Take me home, Christian.” “Okay, milady.” I pulled back onto the road, my nerves gone and a smile on my face.

I will come home, and you are my home, Lev. I will ask you to wait for me, but if along the way you are waiting for me and you meet someone… don’t hesitate to make your move. If that person is someone you will love and will love you as much—I will understand. I am selfish but not selfish enough to hinder your happiness. I will come back. I will come back to you. I love you. —France

Our voices harmonized when we sang together. “In my life she has burst like the music of angels,…The light of the sun….And my life seems to stop as if something is over…And something has scarcely begun…Eponine, you're the friend who has brought me here….Thanks to you I am one with the gods and Heaven is near….And I soar through a world that is new that is free….In my life there is someone who touches my life…A heart full of love….A heart full of song….I'm doing ev'rything all wrong!…Oh God, for shame!….I do not even know your name….Dear Mad'moiselle,…Won't you say?….Will you tell?….My name is Marius Pontmercy…Cosette, I don't know what to say…I am lost….A heart full of love….A heart full of

“These are for Paris.” I looked down at them. Then back at him. “Starling,” he said softly. “Why do you call me that?” He held my gaze. “A starling always finds its way home,” he said. “No matter how far it flies. No matter what it survives. No matter how lost it seems.” His voice lowered. “That’s you.” The corridor disappeared around us. “Every time the world tried to tell you that you didn’t belong somewhere…” he said, “you found your way back to yourself.”

I admitted, voice trembling. He pulled me close, his touch radiating all over me. "Come here," he said softly. I melted into his touch as he embraced me, the only words that came out of my mouth next, were “take me home.” I hardly recognized my own voice, which came out slurred and faint.. But the stranger seemed to understand, his eyes locking onto mine with a deep affection.

' 'Because I know where you sleep now. 'And I'm coming home.'