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They asked me
about you,
not knowing
your name,
And it felt so easy,
no need to explain.
No old baggage,
no worn-out ideals,
I just spoke of you
completely real.
They asked how
I see you,
what I believe,
And I needed no words
to make them perceive.
I said just enough,
no need to pretend,
And still,
they could tell
you’re more
than a trend.
I spoke of you,
without saying
too much,
Of your open laughter,
your healing touch.
How you marvel
at things most people
miss,
And how just
by watching,
one learns
what bliss is.
I said you laugh
and chase down
stories,
You walk the world,
collecting glories.
You dive into puzzles,
no masks, no lies,
You live in the moment,
no need to disguise.
I told them you dance
through your boldest
ideas,
You map out the world
with brave souvenirs.
You uncover mysteries
that dare you to try,
There’s no riddle
yet you’d let pass by.
And the magic begins
when you open
your wings,
You guide
us through wild,
unspoken things.
And the magic begins
when you spread
out wide,
No fear in your flight,
just the truth
as your guide.
You share
what you learn
without needing
applause,
And you bring
back wonder
just because.
I spoke of you,
without saying
too much,
Of your open laughter,
your healing touch.
How you marvel
at things most people
miss,
And how just
by watching,
one learns what bliss is.
I spoke of you like
a story set free,
With no maps, no rush,
no fixed destiny.
And if I did justice,
without even knowing,
A new friend for you
may just be growing.
In every word
that I said about you,
Was a trace of the light
that I’ve seen
shine through.
I never named you
no need for that part
Your essence alone
reached straight
to the heart.
I spoke of you like
a journey untold,
With no plans
or armor,
just courage bold.
And if I spoke right,
without even trying,
A friend of yours
now may be quietly
rising.
I spoke of you,
without saying
too much,
But each word
I used was a gentle
touch.
And if the portrait
came close
to the truth,
They’ll see
your freedom,
your radiant youth
Your wings unbound,
your dreams uncaged.
I spoke of you
and if I spoke well,
A new friend for you
is beginning to dwell.
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Title I spoke of you
They asked me
about you,
not knowing
your name,
And it felt so easy,
no need to explain.
No old baggage,
no worn-out ideals,
I just spoke of you
completely real.
They asked how
I see you,
what I believe,
And I needed no words
to make them perceive.
I said just enough,
no need to pretend,
And still,
they could tell
you’re more
than a trend.
I spoke of you,
without saying
too much,
Of your open laughter,
your healing touch.
How you marvel
at things most people
miss,
And how just
by watching,
one learns
what bliss is.
I said you laugh
and chase down
stories,
You walk the world,
collecting glories.
You dive into puzzles,
no masks, no lies,
You live in the moment,
no need to disguise.
I told them you dance
through your boldest
ideas,
You map out the world
with brave souvenirs.
You uncover mysteries
that dare you to try,
There’s no riddle
yet you’d let pass by.
And the magic begins
when you open
your wings,
You guide
us through wild,
unspoken things.
And the magic begins
when you spread
out wide,
No fear in your flight,
just the truth
as your guide.
You share
what you learn
without needing
applause,
And you bring
back wonder
just because.
I spoke of you,
without saying
too much,
Of your open laughter,
your healing touch.
How you marvel
at things most people
miss,
And how just
by watching,
one learns what bliss is.
I spoke of you like
a story set free,
With no maps, no rush,
no fixed destiny.
And if I did justice,
without even knowing,
A new friend for you
may just be growing.
In every word
that I said about you,
Was a trace of the light
that I’ve seen
shine through.
I never named you
no need for that part
Your essence alone
reached straight
to the heart.
I spoke of you like
a journey untold,
With no plans
or armor,
just courage bold.
And if I spoke right,
without even trying,
A friend of yours
now may be quietly
rising.
I spoke of you,
without saying
too much,
But each word
I used was a gentle
touch.
And if the portrait
came close
to the truth,
They’ll see
your freedom,
your radiant youth
Your wings unbound,
your dreams uncaged.
I spoke of you
and if I spoke well,
A new friend for you
is beginning to dwell.
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Author - Composer 100.00 %. Holder Kiara Farei. Date Jul 5, 2025.
Author - Lyricist 100.00 %. Holder Kiara Farei. Date Jul 5, 2025.
Author - Song producer 100.00 %. Holder Kiara Farei. Date Jul 5, 2025.
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