Bird at My Door Verse 1 A whisper knocked upon my door, No footsteps on the wooden floor. Only feathers, cold and small, Waiting like a silent call. I searched the trees, I searched the sky, Wondering where his home could lie. A tiny heart, a fragile flame, Yet somehow nothing felt the same. Chorus A bird at my door, sent from the light, Carrying truth through the edge of the night. "Look at your soul before it's too late, Every tomorrow is shaped by today." He spread his wings, became the dawn, Leaving my certainty broken and gone. Now every sunrise asks once more, Who was the bird... at my door? Verse 2 His feathers turned to falling stars, Lighting every hidden scar. Eyes like thunder, voice like rain, Speaking softly through my pain. "We've lost our way," the sparrow cried, "Even birds forget to fly. I came for them... but now for you, Before your heart forgets it too." Bridge Was he heaven? Was he dream? Or just the echo in between? Maybe every soul receives One last warning with the breeze. Not to frighten... not condemn... But to become ourselves again. Final Chorus A bird at my door, brighter than fear, Still I can almost hear him here. Every choice becomes a flight, Every shadow searches light. If someday hope comes knocking too, I pray I'll recognize the truth. For miracles don't always soar— Sometimes... they knock upon your door.
