[Intro: Solo piano, gentle] [Verse 1: Hushed, intimate] Bees land, hands cup Diamond light, healing touch Puppies breathe, sickness fades He could save the world But I'm not that boy Don't reach back Don't disturb the jars you packed Don't remember how it felt to know He could heal with hope I'm not that boy [Verse 2: Building slightly, cello enters] Every so often I long to find The treasure that I buried deep Robin's eggs and crystals shine But the maps got lost in years of sleep [Bridge: Tempo picks up, strings enter, more intensity] Dirty socks, unkempt hair Wandering the library without a care Reading myths of gods who intervene That boy believed in everything Closed doors, wandering hands He knew danger, still he'd stand Convinced that kindness was a shield And love was something you could yield [Pre-Chorus: Building emotion, fuller arrangement] His hope is stronger than my lies I see it when I close my eyes [Chorus: Belt, full orchestra, aching climax] He buried treasure in the yard For someone he believed would come A penny just in case I'd need Proof that I was worth his love He knew things (I doubt things) He saw clear (I live in fear) He planted seeds for future days That boy I was I'm not that boy [Verse 3: Pulled back, vulnerable again] I wish that I could hold him close Tell him it will be alright But his magic's more than my regret His morning brighter than my night [Bridge 2: Stripped to piano and voice, raw] He healed those puppies with his care While evil waited at the top of stairs He faced the darkness every day And somehow kept his soft He's better at living than I am now He trusted bees to understand If I could go back, I'd tell him how He was always stronger than the man [Final Chorus: Powerful belt building to climax then falling] He buried treasure in the yard For someone he believed would come A penny just in case I'd need Proof that I was worth his love He knew things (I doubt things) He saw clear (I live in fear) He planted seeds for future days That boy I was [Outro: Return to whisper, piano alone, breaking] Dirty socks Messy hair Holding bees without a care He could be that boy But I'm not I'm not I'm not that boy [Final sustained note, fading] [End]
