[Verse 1] I put my heart into these songs, Every word is something true. I kept hoping you'd hear me, But you never wanted to. I wanted you to ask me, Wanted you to understand, But I keep reaching through the silence With an empty pair of hands. [Pre-Chorus] And I hate that it still hurts, I hate that I still care. I can sing until I'm voiceless, But you're never really there. [Chorus] But somebody's listening, Somebody hears my sound. Someone out there takes my words And doesn't turn around. So thank you for the listening, Thank you for staying near. You may not know how much it means To know somebody's here. The people I wanted to hear me May never hear a thing, But you gave meaning to the music Every time you pressed play. [Verse 2] Sometimes I feel so torn inside, Caught between the hurt and joy. I wish the people closest to me Could see the person I became. I wish they'd ask about my songs, I wish they'd want to know, But maybe I was never meant To make them understand. Because somewhere beyond my walls, A stranger heard my voice. You found something in my music And made me feel like I had a choice. [Pre-Chorus] I can still feel that emptiness, I won't lie and say it's gone. But every time you listen, It reminds me to move on. [Chorus] Because somebody's listening, Somebody hears my sound. Someone out there takes my words And doesn't turn around. So thank you for the listening, Thank you for staying near. You may not know how much it means To know somebody's here. The people I wanted to hear me May never hear a thing, But you gave meaning to the music Every time you pressed play. [Bridge] Maybe I'll never get the answer To why they couldn't care. Maybe I'll always wish That they had been the ones right there. But I don't want their silence To take away from you. Because you heard the things I couldn't say, And somehow helped me through. So if you're listening right now, I hope you know it's true— I may have made these songs alone, but they mean more because of you. [Final Chorus] So thank you for the listening, Thank you for believing. Thank you for giving all these words A reason to keep breathing. Even if the ones I love Don't ever understand, I'll keep making music With the support of all of you. I'm still torn between the sadness And the happiness you bring, But when I hear you listening, I remember why I sing. So I'll keep writing, I'll keep dreaming, I'll keep giving you my truth. And maybe the people closest to me Don't care to hear my songs— But I'm so grateful that you do.
