Evidence of Me (Open Pages)

Sometimes you wait… for a sign, for a voice, for permission… But what if it’s already there? What if every step you take… is already proof? (Yeah… this is where it starts) Yeah… this is where it starts. I feel it moving under skin, like a story waking up within. Every doubt I left behind, turns to something I can define. Used to chase what I can’t see, now it’s right in front of me. Every second, every breath, leads me closer to what’s next. Oh, I don’t need permission. No, I don’t need a reason. This is the evidence, evidence of me, feel it rising, I can finally breathe. Say it again, say it again, I believe, this is the evidence, evidence of me. This is the evidence, I can see, every little part of what I can be. Say it again, say it again, I believe, this is the evidence, evidence of me. Hear the echo in my chest, telling me I’m more than less. Every page I turn is mine, every line begins to shine. I don’t need to look ahead, I’m alive in what I said. Every moment speaks the truth, I’ve been building living proof. Oh, I don’t need permission. No, I don’t need a reason. This is the evidence, evidence of me, feel it rising, I can finally breathe. Say it again, say it again, I believe, this is the evidence, evidence of me. This is the evidence, I can see, every little part of what I can be. Say it again, say it again, I believe, this is the evidence, evidence of me. Feel the moment on your skin, let the light come rushing in. You don’t need to wait to see, you are everything you need. (You are everything you need) You are everything you need. This is the evidence, evidence of me, feel it rising, I can finally breathe. Say it again, say it again, I believe, this is the evidence, evidence of me. This is the evidence, I can see, every little part of what I can be. Say it again, say it again, I believe, this is the evidence, evidence of me. Evidence… Yeah, I believe… This is the evidence of me…