[Intro] I look around and everything I loved Feels smaller, distant, and fragile. The colors I once carried in my chest Are fading into smoke I can’t hold. [Verse 1] I’ve tried to plant hope in dry soil, Watched it wither before it could grow. Every step I took felt heavy, Every choice felt like pulling against the tide. I see the paths I wanted to walk, But they’re crowded with shadows I can’t shake. I’m searching for myself In a garden that’s burning, Where the flowers I planted Turn to ash in my hands. [Pre-Chorus] I’m not giving up, Even when the world feels empty. I just need to find The part of me I left behind. [Chorus] I’m so lost, But I’m still reaching for something real. The flames remind me Of everything I can’t retrieve. Even when the night is endless, Even when the smoke blinds my eyes, I’m holding on To the pieces that survived. [Verse 2] I’ve carried regrets like stones in my pockets, Heavier than I ever imagined. I wanted to bloom, to grow, to shine, But the wind keeps pushing me off course. I hear echoes of my past Laughing and crying in the same breath. I’m walking through fire Not because I want to, But because leaving feels impossible And staying is the only choice I have left. [Pre-Chorus] I’m not letting the light die completely, Even when it flickers in the dark. I’m searching for the spark That reminds me I’m still here. [Chorus] I’m so lost, But I’m still reaching for something real. The flames remind me Of everything I can’t retrieve. Even when the night is endless, Even when the smoke blinds my eyes, I’m holding on To the pieces that survived. [Bridge] Maybe getting lost Is the only way to find the parts worth keeping. Maybe the fire isn’t destroying me, It’s teaching me what matters most. I will rise from the ashes I’ve carried, One breath at a time, One step at a time, Even if I stumble Through the smoke and shadows. [Final Chorus] I’m so lost, But I won’t let the flames erase me. I’ll take the pieces of myself And carry them forward. Even when the world feels heavy, Even when I’m walking through fire, I’ll find the path again, I’ll bloom again, Even if I’m so lost. [Outro] Some gardens burn, But that doesn’t mean they’re gone. Even ashes can grow.