i’ve been living in my head, counting every little change. watching pieces of myself move around and rearrange. there are rooms i never enter, there are words i never say. but somehow you can find me in the quiet anyway. maybe i was never missing, maybe i was only hidden. underneath the noise x2. there’s a light somewhere in me, i can feel it waking up. all the parts i used to bury are remembering to love. and i don’t need all the answers, i just need to let them be. something beautiful is growing somewhere, somewhere in me. somewhere in me (somewhere in me), oh i can feel it somewhere in me. i used to think that growing meant becoming someone new. now i think it’s more like finding what was always from within you. every scar has got a language, every shadow has a shape, and i’m learning not to run from every version of my face. maybe i was never broken, maybe i was only changing. underneath the noise x2. there’s a light somewhere in me, i can feel it waking up. all the parts i used to bury are remembering to love. and i don’t need all the answers, i just need to let them be. something beautiful is growing somewhere, somewhere in me. if tomorrow takes me somewhere i have never been before, i won’t need to know the ending, just to open up the door. i can let the old me fade, just forgetting who she was. there’s a heartbeat underneath it, and it’s finally loud enough. there’s a light somewhere in me, and it’s brighter than before. all the parts i used to bury aren’t afraid of being seen anymore. i don’t need all the answers, i just need to let them be. something beautiful is growing somewhere, somewhere in me. somewhere in me (somewhere in me), i can feel it, i can feel it somewhere in me
