Lyric

Like filling up the blanks on my calendar

I paint my days with dreams I’ve kept inside

Before the morning light, I write a phrase

A shade of me that no one else can find

My favorite sneakers, walking down the street

A quiet café where new thoughts start to bloom

A secret view I never choose to share

Just a little change in me today

A friend’s late concert, missed the final train

Their laughter echoing inside my ears

I pack my hopes and worries all in one

What kind of me will I become tomorrow?

Writing at midnight, half a verse in ink

The screen lights up — someone else’s truth

Dreams and reality, blurred in between

A future I can draw in my own way

Moonlight spills between the city towers

A message I don’t show to anyone

Still I move ahead with all my doubt

Each step’s a line in my own story

Like filling up the blanks on my calendar

I paint my days with dreams I’ve kept inside

Before the morning light, I write a phrase

A shade of me that no one else can find

Even broken pasts are precious pieces

I gather them and make a canvas whole

Even if their words can shake my night

I’ll dye it all in colors of my own

The morning opens wide my window blinds

New light comes spilling gently through the room

I softly hold the me I used to be

And once again, begin to draw anew

Like filling up the blanks on my calendar

I paint my days with dreams I’ve kept inside

Before the morning light, I write a phrase

A shade of me that no one else can find