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Sometimes I wonder (I wonder)
how I ended up here… (up here)
how a simple road
turned into so many years.

I spent so much time chasing echoes (echoes)
hoping someone would hear my voice (my voice)
looking for a little recognition
like it somehow proved my choice.

Maybe we all want the same thing (same thing)
to be seen… to be understood (understood)
to feel that what we created
somehow mattered… somehow stood.

But sometimes the silence answers (answers)
louder than the crowd (the crowd)
and you start asking questions
you never said out loud (out loud).

Maybe I disappointed someone (someone)
maybe I lost my way (my way)
I was never meant to be perfect
I just walked day by day (day by day).

This road somehow brought me here (right here)
through every doubt I knew (I knew)
and now I choose the path ahead
and what I’m going to do (to do).

I’ve seen many people arriving (arriving)
with hope inside their eyes (their eyes)
believing they found a place
where their voice could rise.

And I’ve seen the same people leaving (leaving)
when the dream fades away (away)
when the applause disappears
and the silence stays (it stays).

And I’ve been through those moments (those moments)
more times than I can say (can say)
wondering if all this time
just slowly slipped away (away).

Maybe I disappointed someone (someone)
maybe I made mistakes (mistakes)
maybe I chased illusions
that reality breaks (it breaks).

But this road somehow brought me here (right here)
and I finally understand (understand)
the future isn’t written yet
it’s still in my own hands (my hands).

Maybe I disappointed someone (someone)
maybe I fell too many times (many times)
I was never meant to be perfect
just a soul chasing signs (the signs).

I walked the road that brought me here (right here)
through every doubt and fear (and fear)
and now I choose the path ahead
the one that feels most clear (so clear).

Maybe I disappointed someone (someone)
maybe I tried too hard (too hard)
maybe I was just looking
for a place to leave my mark (my mark).

But this road somehow brought me here (right here)
and now I finally see (I see)
the next chapter of my story
still belongs to me (to me).

I’m not saying goodbye… (goodbye)
because who knows where I’ll be (I’ll be)
I’m just turning the page
of a story
still writing me (writing me).