[Verse 1] I left a key beneath the bowl, For a house I never chose. Somewhere I wear a different coat, And know the roads I didn’t go. [Pre-Chorus] I used to count those parallel days, Like coins I’d dropped along the way. [Chorus] I am here—here, with this breath, With this half-made, stubborn yes. All those doors can stay unknown; I have a life, and it is my own. Step, then stop; let the old roads be. I missed their lives; they didn’t miss me. [Verse 2] There’s no applause from the might-have-been, No secret map tucked under my skin. Just your warm cup beside my hand, And the small good things I understand. [Pre-Chorus] I can grieve what never came, Then turn and answer to my name. [Chorus] I am here—here, with this breath, With this half-made, stubborn yes. All those doors can stay unknown; I have a life, and it is my own. Step, then stop; let the old roads be. I missed their lives; they didn’t miss me. [Bridge] No version wins by being imagined. No life is whole because it’s unchosen. I set the key down. I stay. The day is small; it’s mine today. [Final Chorus] I am here—here, with this breath, With this half-made, stubborn yes. All those doors can stay unknown; I have a life, and it is my own. Step, then stop; let the old roads be. I missed their lives—now I’m glad I’m me. [Outro] This one life, this open hand; I’m right here where I stand.
