To the place that no one knows, we arrive, the quiet grows. You don’t speak — you never need, the calm in you is what I breathe. And for the first time, I don’t have to hide. You just look at me, and I see the light. All I see in your eyes — it’s the kind of truth that never lies. No gold, no crown, no grand disguise — just the world made small and wise. You say, “let’s go,” and I follow slow, through the noise, through the hum, through the weight I’ve come to know. It’s a brand new day, you don’t have to say — it’s written in the way you stay. And wow, I feel alive this way. I was lost in empty rooms, haunted by my own perfume, chasing ghosts and borrowed dreams — but you showed me softer things. Now there’s light in every scar, in the quiet, there you are. We don’t run, we don’t arrive — we just exist, we feel alive. And when the dark begins to fall, you don’t change, you see it all. No saving grace, no grand replies — just peace, all I see in your eyes. Here we go, you whisper low, like a wave that starts to glow. We’ve got places to be, but nowhere to go — ’cause the place is here, and I already know. All I see in your eyes — the start, the end, the in-between. Everything I thought I’d lost, now feels awake, feels clean. For the first time — the noise outside dies. I see the light, in your eyes.
