[Verse]
He found me, stranded in my own mind's abyss,
Crown tilted, no jewels, just a dream to exist.
He ain't preach, just reached, pulled me out the mist,
Voice smooth, a melody my heart couldn’t resist.
Told me I’m rare, not a gem but a whole mine,
Every flaw a design, every scar a gold line.
World tried to dim me, but he lit the glow,
Respect sharp as his fade, now I’m shining for show.
[Chorus]
To him, I’m the only one, the only sun,
In his sky, the battle’s won, no need to run.
Beautiful’s an anthem, he sings it to me slow,
Queen of his world, and the kingdom gon’ grow.
[Verse 2]
Eyes like mirrors, he reflects my worth,
Said I’m the Sistine Chapel painted on this earth.
He don’t bow, but his actions kneel,
Every move he makes, it’s my soul he heals.
Dinner’s on the stove, but he serves me first,
My hunger ain’t for food, it’s for his kind of thirst.
He’s a poet without pen, every word a verse,
Got me feeling like the universe, vast, diverse.
[Chorus]
To him, I’m the only one, the only sun,
In his sky, the battle’s won, no need to run.
Beautiful’s an anthem, he sings it to me slow,
Queen of his world, and the kingdom gon’ grow.