I left the window open wide,
And let the morning rush inside.
Cool air moving through the room,
Clearing out the quiet gloom.
There’s a softness in the sound,
Of the city waking now.
And for once I’m not afraid,
Of whatever fills this day.
I can feel it changing slow,
Like my heart is learning hope.
Open window, open heart,
Maybe this is where I start.
Letting in the light again,
After all the dark.
Open window, open sky,
Watching all the fear go by.
I don’t have to hold it in,
I can just feel alive.
Fresh air dancing through the space,
And sunlight warming every place.
Every corner looks more clear,
Like the world has shifted here.
No more hiding from the day,
No more finding ways to stay.
In the version of myself,
That kept my joy up on a shelf.
I can feel it changing slow,
Like my heart is learning hope.
Open window, open heart,
Maybe this is where I start.
Letting in the light again,
After all the dark.
Open window, open sky,
Watching all the fear go by.
I don’t have to hold it in,
I can just feel alive.
Maybe healing feels like air,
Touching places left too bare.
Maybe all I need is time,
And a little bit of sky.
Maybe I can learn to stay,
In the warmth of one good day.
Maybe I can let things go,
And let this open feeling grow.
Open window, open heart,
Maybe this is where I start.
Letting in the light again,
After all the dark.