Healing Hearts

[Intro - Rhythmic acoustic guitar, warm organ hum] [Verse 1] I was lost in the spotlight, the faces, the noise, Just a part of the show, one of the boys. Then you stood in the shadows, the air was so still, With a gift and a heart and a soul-deep will. Just a name on a cup, and a charm on a string, I didn't know then what a small thing could bring. Your heart was racing, I felt it so clear, The only thing real in a world full of fear. [Pre-Chorus - Building intensity] Then the world turned to silver, to metal and bone, In the wreckage and silence, I felt all alone. But my hand found the ring, and I held on so tight, You were the pulse that kept me in light. [Chorus - Soulful, passionate, with "Van Morrison" flair] Oh, you’re the butterfly, fragile and true, I was the one who was rescued by you. "Nothing is the end," I whispered the line, To heal your own heart while you were healing mine. Beyond all the stages, the distance, the sea, You’re the only one here who truly sees me. [Verse 2 - Gritty, storytelling] Paris in March, and the rain started to fall, Grey city streets, and the weight of it all. You told me you’re leaving, the surface is cold, That you’re tired of stories that always get told. I saw the sadness, the mist in your eyes, So I gave you the truth, without the disguise. "Healing needs distance," I told you to go, A kiss on the cheek while the river ran low. A soft "bye love" in the damp morning air, Leaving a ghost of us lingering there. [Bridge - Atmospheric, building up] I saw your reflection, the harbor, the gray, The peace that you found at the end of the day. So I sent back an echo, a mirror, a sign, To show you your quiet is precious to mine. Two different worlds, with a wall built between, But we found the grace in the spaces unseen. [Chorus - Full passion] Oh, you’re the butterfly, fragile and true, I was the one who was rescued by you. "Nothing is the end," I whispered the line, To heal your own heart while you were healing mine. [Outro - Stripped back, soulful fading] I’m holding the keychain, the metal is worn, A bridge to the day when the spirit is born. Fly away, butterfly, find your own sky, I’ll be your guardian... as time passes by. [End]