I was a real coward
I couldn’t get on well with others
And couldn’t stand tall in front
of those people who were staring at me
I was trying my hardest
Tie my hair up in a ponytail
Put on red necklace
that has scars like I have
Facing the microphone,
away from the camera
I imagine my room turning
into a dome, in the blink of an eye
I imagine the silence turning
into a roar, in the blink of an eye
I can feel you
No room to spread a smile
No room to make eye contact
But I believed one day
my voice would console your soul
I never owned these songs really
I never owned these stories really
But I counted on
One day my old days would
become my song
I imagine my room turning
into a dome, in the blink of an eye
I imagine the silence turning
into a roar, in the blink of an eye
I can feel you