[Verse 1] I don’t see the world in black and white, It bends and hums in colored light. The silence speaks, the broken sings— I find the meaning underneath things. [Verse 2] I’ve walked through fire and called it grace, Held my breath in sacred space. What you call strange, I call home— I see the truth in things alone. [Chorus] This is my lens, this is my flame, The ache and beauty wear my name. Not just a story, not disguise— I see the world through my eyes. [Verse 3] I feel the weight of whispered pain, The echo lost in someone’s name. I gather sparks that others miss— And turn them into tenderness. [Bridge] Don’t need to change, don’t need to prove, I carry light in how I move. My way is quiet, deep, and wide— A thousand lives behind my stride. [Chorus] This is my lens, this is my flame, The ache and beauty wear my name. Not just a story, not disguise— I see the world through my eyes. [Outro] So if you wonder who I am— I’m the one who still believes. That love is found in broken frames, And God lives in the in-between.
