[Intimate piano, distant cello, soft room ambience] [Spoken Intro — quiet, almost a prayer] Another song. Another little voice inside a world that never seems to stop talking. And sometimes I wonder… God, if nobody hears it, why do You keep putting songs in my heart? [pause] Maybe I’ve been asking the wrong question. ⸻ [Verse 1] I carried these songs into crowded rooms, little pieces of peace I found with You. Some stayed a moment, some passed me by, some heard the sound but missed what was inside. And I watched them leave, one by one, while another voice became another song. I said, “Jesus, how long do I run when it feels like no one hears?” And You never said, “Run faster.” You said, “Keep your eyes here.” ⸻ [Chorus] So I’ll keep my eyes on You, when the road feels long, when my little voice gets lost inside a thousand songs. I don’t need the whole world to remember my name. If one heart remembers Yours, I did not sing in vain. Keep my eyes on You, keep my heart sincere. I thought I came to ask them… “Can you hear me?” But maybe all along… Can you hear Him? ⸻ [Verse 2] Maybe there’s somebody listening tonight who forgot they were held when they turned out the light. Maybe life got loud, maybe hope grew thin, maybe they searched everywhere except within. Not to find themselves as gods, but to remember whose they are— beloved, known, still carried through the dark. And maybe one melody can make enough room for a tired heart to remember You. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Faith taught my feet to move. The road taught me self-control. Perseverance taught me to stay. But love… love taught me why I came. ⸻ [Chorus] So I’ll keep my eyes on You, when the road feels long, when my little voice gets lost inside a thousand songs. I don’t need the whole world to remember my name. If one heart remembers Yours, I did not sing in vain. Keep my eyes on You, keep my heart sincere. I thought I came to ask them… “Can you hear me?” But maybe all along… Can you hear Him? ⸻ [Bridge — music slowly building] And if they scroll past, let me love them still. If the room keeps talking, let me listen still. If nobody applauds, let me worship still. If only one heart stops… let me be still. Because You endured when the road became a cross. You kept walking when everything looked lost. So when I ask You how much farther I must go… You don’t show me the finish line. You whisper, “Look at Me.” [music drops — heartbeat / piano only] ⸻ [Spoken Word] I used to pray, “God… please help them hear my voice.” But maybe that was never the prayer. Maybe this voice was only meant to become a doorway. Maybe the melody was never the destination. Maybe the song was only a finger pointing home. Because if you forget who sang this… that’s okay. If you forget the title… that’s okay. But if somewhere between these notes you became quiet… and remembered that you are loved… if you remembered Jesus… if you remembered the One who was there before the noise… then listen. Not to me. Deeper. ⸻ [Final Chorus — multiple soft voices gradually joining] Can you hear Him beneath the noise? Can you hear Him beneath our voices? Calling the weary, calling us home, “I have been with you. You were never alone.” So we’ll keep our eyes on You, whatever comes from here. And we’ll keep carrying love even when nobody hears. No need for the whole world to remember our names. Let every little spark point back to Your flame. ⸻ [Outro — almost whispered] I thought perseverance meant singing until somebody heard me. But maybe… it means loving enough to keep singing until somebody hears You. [long pause] And somewhere in all that noise… I became quiet enough to hear You too. [cello holds one final note] Jesus… keep my eyes on You.
