(intro -misic ambient , acustic guitar , flute) (Prologue – whispered) I didn't write this song to pretend... I wrote it to find myself again. One little step... One little breath... One more sunrise after the rain. If somewhere here you see your soul... If these words help make you whole... Then maybe we've both found our way... Back to home... today. (Verse 1) Have you ever smiled while hiding all your pain? Held the darkest clouds and still danced in the rain? Some mornings stole my strength before I left my bed... Still hope kept whispering softly in my head. Coffee growing colder... Silence growing loud... Searching for my heartbeat Somewhere in the crowd. (Pre-Chorus) Healing never rushes... It comes one breath at a time. One quiet step... One open heart... One reason left to shine. (Chorus) That's me... Learning how to breathe again. Finding little pieces I thought I'd lost back then. That's me... Choosing light instead of fear. Life has never been easy... But I'm still standing here. (Verse 2) Sometimes love means letting go... Sometimes love means staying near. Sometimes silence hides a battle... Only heaven seems to hear. Sometimes home isn't a place... Sometimes it's a song that finds you when you fall. It gathers all your scattered pieces... Till you find yourself through it all. (Bridge) It meets your soul before your eyes... It knows the tears you never show. And when the world forgets your name... You're not alone... It finds the light you thought was gone... It turns your silence into song. It doesn't ask where you've been... It simply helps your heart belong. The woman who started this song... Isn't the same one singing it now. Somewhere between the silence... I found my way back somehow. (Final Chorus) That's me... Still becoming, still believing. Every sunrise tells my story... Every heartbeat keeps repeating. That's me... With my heart still open wide. If you found yourself inside these words... Then we're walking side by side. Life hasn't always been easy... But it's still beautiful. (Outro Sometimes home isn't a place... Sometimes it's a song... Sometimes... It's where you begin again. (whisper) ...Luz. (Outro-ambient Music, acustic guitar, fluye)
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