Lyric

My fingertips are reaching for spring

Light tracing down along my neck

In my chest, still trembling deep

I was only protecting myself

In the morning, I take off my turtleneck

The wind softly brushes my skin

This trembling means I’m still alive —

That’s just the shape I’ve always been

The shadow I left by the window frame

I thought — I don’t need it anymore

A quiet breath touches my cheek

And a new me slowly opens his eyes

In the morning, I take off my turtleneck

The wind softly brushes my skin

To hide or to protect myself —

Both were just the shape I’ve been

The morning light fills up my chest

Armor-like shadows fade away

My fingertips draw lines in the sky

And my heart begins to fly

With a naked voice, I sang of hope

And today, I became one with the world