[ATTRACTION-LOVE THAT FLOWS] [Intro: uneven piano pattern, distant cello, breath-layered voices] Ooh… Something moves without a sound. Ooh… Something draws us further down. Deep in this soul of mine love that flows like mystery now has wandered just inside [Verse 1] In my eyes, what’s calling me now To the center, drawing you near? Not a word that asks an answer, Not a shape that disappears. Something draws us further down. Deep in this soul of mine love that flows like mystery now has wandered just inside There are forms the light remembers That the darkness cannot hide; There are worlds that move between us With no doorway from outside. Don’t you see— What first called me was not mine? It was beauty passing through me Like a bell passing through time. [Pre-Chorus: cello answers the final word; piano chords begin opening] At the center of the longing, Past the names that we assign, Something beautiful awakens Something hidden in the Heart and mind [Chorus: acoustic strumming enters beneath suspended strings] Your beauty caught my eyes, But your mystery held my mind; Like a distant constellation my heart draws every star in line. Stay here where the light is changing, Where no truth is forced to shine; There is something still becoming In your hidden need and mine. [Verse 2] I have watched the morning enter Through a window filled with rain; Every drop became a mirror, Every mirror changed my name. I have tried to hold the wonder, But the wonder must move through; What the heart cannot possess May be what it knows is true. Don’t you see— Mystery is not disguise? It is everything still living Past the borders of our eyes. [Pre-Chorus 2: strumming grows; low orchestral pulse appears] At the edge of understanding, Where the certain falls behind, Recognition moves between us Like a memory without time. [Chorus 2: wider strings, layered harmony on “mystery”] Your beauty caught my eyes, But your mystery held my Heart and mind; Like the moon beneath the water— Seen, but never held inside. Stay here where the light is changing, Where the shadows intertwine; There is something still becoming In your hidden need and mine. [Bridge: voice, piano and cello; nearly weightless] Maybe beauty is the opening, Not the answer we pursue. Maybe mystery is the distance Love must cross to enter through. Maybe what we call attraction Is the oldest inner sign— One unfinished world remembering Another world of its own kind. [Orchestral awakening: strings rise in waves; rhythmic strumming intensifies] What the eyes behold— The heart carries. What the mind cannot hold— The soul marries. What was sleeping— What was waiting— What had lived without a name— [Brief silence] Knew you When you came. [Final Chorus: full orchestra, layered chamber harmonies; powerful but reverent] Your beauty caught my eyes, And your mystery held my mind; But the deepest recognition Was not yours alone—or mine. It was something in the distance Drawing nearer through all time; Till the need that lived within you Touched the need that lived in mine. Stay here where the light is changing, Where the hidden becomes known; Not by capturing the wonder, But by letting it unfold. Your beauty was the calling, Your mystery was the sign— And recognition rang between us From the center of the light. [Outro: orchestra disappears; voice and cello remain] In my eyes, what’s calling me now? To the center, drawing you near… Ooh… There is another world. Ooh… And it has always been here.
