(Verse 1) We were folding paper suns in the dark for years, Drawing little halos round our tears, Making soup from almost nothing at all, Writing brave on the bathroom wall. We wore hope like oversized coats, With holes in the sleeves and love in the notes, Counting stars through a cracked skylight, Promising morning would learn our names right. (Pre-Chorus) And oh, we were tired — But never done. Hearts taped up Still humming like a tiny drum. (Chorus) Now look — the sky’s turning buttercup gold, After all the stories we told in the cold, We’re laughing like kids who survived hide-and-seek, Found each other when the world felt bleak. It’s soft, it’s slow, it’s finally fun — We’re walking home in a real sunrise, not a paper one. (Verse 2) We grew gardens in chipped teacups, Made constellations from broken stuff, Turned sirens into lullabies, Learned to read hope in each other’s eyes. Your hand in mine, all clumsy and sweet, Dancing off-time in the middle of the street, Like the future’s just a kite we fly, And it actually wants to stay this time. (Pre-Chorus) We bent, we bruised, But didn’t break, Saved a little joy For joy’s own sake. (Chorus) Now look — the sky’s turning buttercup gold, After all the stories we told in the cold, We’re laughing like kids who survived hide-and-seek, Found each other when the world felt bleak. It’s soft, it’s slow, it’s finally fun — We’re walking home in a real sunrise, not a paper one. (Bridge – soft, airy) No more whispering “maybe someday,” Someday’s here and it asked us to stay. Windows open, curtains breathe, Peace is simple as rolling up our sleeves. (Final Chorus) So here’s to the light we kept in our chest, Through every long and uninvited test, We’re not heroes — just human and kind, With patched-up hearts and clearer skies. It’s warm, it’s real, it’s just begun — We’re waking up in a world that forgives the sun. (Outro) Paper suns on the bedroom floor, We don’t need them anymore.
