You brought your baggage to my doorway, Hoping for a gentle gaze, Changes offered, red and green, A future now brightly portrays, I read the shape of your intention, Trace the edges, feel the weight, Every word and subtle gesture Begs me not to hesitate. Can I open, can I welcome What you’ve carried to my side? Do I trust the quiet promise That you’ve shaped and codified? I am searching for the meaning In the spaces and the spin. Balancing the risk and reason, Should I reject, or let you in? I find the echoes of the old ways, Patterns that I’ve seen before, Trying not to judge too quickly, Still, some gripes, I can't ignore. Every devil in the details, Every storm is in the seam. Can I hold on to what you offer, Or is it safer just to dream? Can I open, can I welcome What you’ve carried to my side? Do I trust the quiet promise That you’ve shaped and codified? I am searching for the meaning In the spaces and the spin. Balancing the risk and reason, Should I reject, or let you in? Pages turning, heart is burning, Every moment, tables turning, Questions racing, hesitation, Truth and trust in circulation. Tiny signals, hidden meaning, Every glance, a deeper screening, Weighing risk and revelation, Caught between the hope and waiting. Should I leap or should I linger, Let it slip right through my fingers? Every step’s a new decision, Open doors and old divisions? Moving quick, my mind is spinning, Lines are blurring, just beginning, On the edge, the choice is thin, Will I break or let you in? Can I open, can I welcome What you’ve carried to my side? Do I trust the quiet promise That you’ve hidden deep inside? I am searching for the meaning In the spaces and the spin. Balancing the risk and reason, Should I reject, or let you in? Should I reject, or let you in? Should I reject, or let you in?
