(Verse 1 – soft, emotional)
She walks through shadows no one sees,
A whisper lost in louder dreams.
The world moves fast, she moves so slow,
A fragile flame in freezing snow.
She hums a song no one has heard,
A lullaby with broken words.
No friends, no wings, no open skies—
Just silent prayers and hollow nights.
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(Pre-Chorus – swelling slowly)
She’s not asking for a throne,
Not a war to call her own.
Just one soul to understand
Why she still reaches out her hand…
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(Chorus – soaring, emotional)
She’s just a small girl with a fire inside,
Longing to run, to laugh, to hide.
To break the cage, to breathe the sky,
To feel alive before goodbye.
Not for glory, not for fame—
Just to be more than just a name.
Before she fades, before she breaks—
She just wants to feel something real.
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(Verse 2 – building intensity)
She draws her stars on crumbled walls,
Dreams of voices in her calls.
A single hand, a kind embrace—
Could pull her from this endless place.
But silence answers every scream,
And love remains a distant dream.
She stares through cracks in concrete days,
And begs the wind to blow her away.
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(Pre-Chorus – stronger)
She’s not asking for the crown,
Just someone to stay when she falls down.
A light to guide her through the ache—
A reason left to still awake…
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(Chorus – full epic power)
She’s just a small girl with a storm inside,
Waging a war she’s learned to hide.
To feel the rain and not the pain,
To dance beneath a sky unchained.
Not to win, not to fight—
Just to feel the warmth of light.
Before she fades, before she’s gone—
She just wants to belong.
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(Bridge – cinematic, soft vocals with strings)
If you find her near the edge,
Whisper hope instead of dread.
She’s tired, yes—but not yet lost,
She’s paid enough, she’s felt the cost.
So let her run, don’t hold her back—
She’s chasing dreams she’s never had.
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(Final Chorus – emotionally charged)
She’s just a small girl in a world too loud,
Wishing to rise above the crowd.
To feel the sun upon her skin,
And let the light flood deep within.
Not forever, not too late—
Just one moment to escape.
Before she sleeps, before she breaks—
Let her be free—for freedom’s sake.
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(Outro – fading, emotional)
Let her be free...
Before she fades…
Let her be free…
Mysticalboy