[Verse 1] Carrying the whole weight of myself up the trembling spine of the mountain, Each step a quiet pact between earth and breath. The climb hums through my bones like an old forgotten hymn, Until the sky unfolds and the wind lifts the edges of my thoughts. [Verse 2] Pulau Bintan drifts in first, warm as a half‑remembered dream, Spa water humming softly through the quiet of my bones. 博多の屋台の夜 rises in neon steam, Ramen warmth glowing beneath the rain‑washed night. [Chorus] I’m flying with the wind again, Through every place I’ve ever been. Memory flickers in the haze, Sweet and slow like sunlit waves. Carry me, carry me, Back to where my heart has been. [Verse 3] Stonehenge shadows turning with time, جامع الشيخ زايد glowing in a hush of white marble, Tour Eiffel climbing into the clouds, Every step a breath from home. [Bridge cantonese] Tsing Ma Bridge glowing under Hong Kong skies, My home held gently in the wind’s embrace, All these roads return to me, Windborne threads in reverie. [Final Chorus] I’m flying with the wind again, Through every place I’ve ever been. Memory drifting in the haze, Soft and warm like yesterday. Carry me, carry me, To the places I remain. [Outro] And now the descent feels lighter, as if the mountain has borrowed a piece of me, I set down the quiet heaviness I carried for too long, And in the thinning wind, My home drifts through me like a familiar warmth.
