(Verse 1)
New city, new skyline, a different kind of air
A blank page in my story, a future to repair
Then the phone lights up, a profile I can't ignore
From a stranger on a screen to the girl next door
A month of late-night texts, a digital glow
Building a world in between the yes and the no
I poured my heart through the fiber-optic lines
Believed in the promise of all of your signs
When I asked you to be mine, the world just stood still
Two souls aligned on a concrete city hill.
(Chorus)
They say love's a garden, but a bird needs to fly
I built a home for you, under a different sky
But I saw the restless wings, felt the need for the sun
A different story now, with a different kind of one
And you're in another garden, with a different song to be sung
And I'm just here, with the key to the cage I unstrung.
(Verse 2)
The first month of forever, a story too good to be true
Then the change came, a fading shade of you
Calls go unanswered, excuses start to mount
"House cleaning," you'd say, as if that was the full amount
I knew the truth was a ghost in the conversation
A quiet retreat, a slow-motion separation
I could feel the distance grow, a chasm in the space
The lie in your voice, the sadness on my face
We were two people talking, but not speaking the same truth
A love story ending, in the springtime of its youth.
(Chorus)
They say love's a garden, but a bird needs to fly
I built a home for you, under a different sky
But I saw the restless wings, felt the need for the sun
A different story now, with a different kind of one
And you're in another garden, with a different song to be sung
And I'm just here, with the key to the cage I unstrung.
(Bridge)
Then the final text came, the words hit me like a stone
"I think we should break up," I was standing all alone
No reason, no closure, just a broken-hearted sigh
I could have held on, but I saw the longing in your eye
I realized a love so grand, should never be a prison
A beautiful bird, should never be held from its mission
So I chose your freedom, over my own fleeting peace
A painful liberation, a bittersweet release.
(Outro)
Yeah, I let you go.
Let you fly away from me.
And now you're in another garden, another story being told.
And mine is the quiet one, of the man who chose to love so deeply, he was willing to lose.
To set you free.
