No Invitation, performed by Emily Stellar
Words and Music by Christopher Sopher
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℗ Published by Christopher Sopher Media, LLC © 2011–2025
Valley of the Sun Press – Music – Lyrics: Songs of the Desert
December 2, 2025
Lyrics: No Invitation
This was originally written as a male–female duet, but I ended up preferring the female version.
[Intro:]
[Verse 1: male voice]
I turn off every light and call it self-defense,
keep ghosts from finding where I live inside my head.
Every knock feels like a memory breaking in again,
I want to answer, but I’m safer when I pretend.
[Pre-Chorus 1: male voice]
Scars don’t fade, they just change names,
and I’ve been burned enough to stay the same.
You reach through walls I built to keep me sane,
but I’m not sure I know love without pain.
[Chorus: female voice]
There’s no invitation coming,
not because you don’t belong.
It’s just a heart still bleeding,
still trying to learn what went wrong.
You say I’m welcome in your light,
but I can’t cross that line tonight.
[Verse 2: female voice]
I’ve watched too many people promise and then run,
so I keep my fire hidden from the sun.
If you could see the war that lives beneath my skin,
you’d know why opening the door feels like a sin.
[Pre-Chorus 2: male voice]
It’s not that I don’t want touch,
I just flinch before it lands.
Every warmth reminds me
how cold it felt when it slipped from my hands.
[Chorus: female voice]
There’s no invitation coming,
not because you’re not the one.
It’s just a soul still hiding
from everything the past has done.
You call me into open sky,
but I still blink and turn my eyes.
[Bridge: male voice]
If you’re reaching for me, know I feel it through the flame.
If I’m silent, it’s not hate—it’s fear wearing my name.
We both keep our armor close, pretending it’s skin.
Two broken hearts afraid of what could mend again.
[Final Chorus: female voice]
There’s no invitation coming,
but your voice still pulls me near.
You’re everything I wanted,
and everything I fear.
Maybe someday I’ll let you in—
until then, I just pretend.
[Outro: male voice]
No invitation, not tonight.
Just someone behind the fight.
No invitation…
But God, I wish there might.
I wish there might.
I wish there might.
