[Verse 1] My passport is a collection of names and addresses Whispered promises left behind in transit lounges A pocketful of local currencies and sudden confessions I thought I was just sharing my heat in cold places Now the map is a web of expectations A global grid of hearts keeping quiet vigils [Chorus] But if I turn the light to one direction Do all the other hemispheres freeze over? How do I choose the single path home Without leaving a trail of broken promises? They grew dependent on the warmth I lent them Now I'm shivering in the middle of my own choices [Verse 2] A flight delay in Munich, a coffee cup in Tokyo Both holding a piece of my fractured reflection I wanted to be a sun warming every harbor But a sun can't divide its light into neat little boxes Now the messages are piling up across time zones Each ping a demand for a warmth I'm running out of [Chorus] But if I turn the light to one direction Do all the other hemispheres freeze over? How do I choose the single path home Without leaving a trail of broken promises? They grew dependent on the warmth I lent them Now I'm shivering in the middle of my own choices [Outro] Which hand do I hold when the compass is spinning? Which heart do I break to save the rest from the cold? Confused in the center of a crowded world.
