[Intro — piano only, spoken-sung, half-whispered] Moment of truth… In my own house… Nobody watching… Just me. --- [Verse 1] If you asked me who I loved I used to lie Not to you — To the mirror. Forty-eight years of trying on a life That was cut for somebody else’s frame, Smiling in the photo, aching in the seam. But this morning something opened up in me, Quiet as a candle in an empty room, And I heard my own voice for the very first time Say the sentence I’ve been swallowing Since I was a little girl in a room That did not know how to keep me safe. --- [Pre-Chorus] It’s a beautiful feeling — Not the thunder, not the storm — Just the wind moving through the door I finally stopped holding shut. --- [Chorus] It’s unthinkable — The way I’m falling in love with me. Unthinkable — Every version I used to be Was still me, still me, still me, Getting me here — to me. Unthinkable. The one I was looking for — was me. --- [Verse 2] I made a little girl in the middle of the night, Three thirty-three, October, all my own, No man in the room, just science and prayer And the fluorescent hum of a hospital chair, And when they laid her on my chest I understood — Every wrong turn had been a compass all along, Pointing me toward the one right thing: Her name in my mouth. My body making milk. My whole heart in a nine-pound suitcase That would grow up and call me mama. She is the reason my body remembered. She is the reason my body kept me here. She is the medicine no bottle ever held. She is the answer to the question I forgot I asked. --- [Pre-Chorus] It’s a beautiful feeling — Not the storm, not the noise — Just the quiet after I stopped Pretending I was anyone else’s. --- [Chorus] It’s unthinkable — The way I’m falling in love with me. Unthinkable — Every version I used to be Was still me, still me, still me, Bringing me home — to me. Unthinkable. The one I was looking for — was me. --- [Bridge — piano drops out, just voice + background vocals underneath] I’m the mother. I’m the daughter. I’m the sister. I’m the widow of no man, The wife of no man, The lover of my own two hands, The keeper of my own front door. I am the woman my grandmother prayed for On her knees in a Manoa valley kitchen Before I was even a thought in the wind. I am the fragrance carried on the breeze. I am the koko in my own veins. I am the one my body kept alive for. And she — my little one — she is the reason my heart kept beating. And I — I am the reason my heart gets to keep beating from here on out. --- [Chorus — final, full stack, gospel swell] It’s unthinkable — The way I’m falling in love with me. Unthinkable — Every version I used to be Was still me, still me, still me, All of them me, all of them me, Getting me here — to me. Unthinkable. The one I was looking for Was always, Always, Me. --- [Outro — piano only, whispered] Moment of truth. In my own house. Nobody watching. Just me. And her. And the sun coming through. Mm.
