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If They Could See My Heart 2 by Webshaitan

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If They Could See My Heart 2 by Webshaitan - Soul / Emotional Pop / Acoustic,male vocals music cover art

If They Could See My Heart 2

Soul / Emotional Pop / Acoustic,male vocals

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Lyrics
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(verse)
I walk these roads with empty hands,
Not poor, but I don’t have much to spend.
I never ask my father,
'Cause I know each coin is earned with pain.
I pass by a beggar with eyes so wide,
Wishin' I could give, but I’m empty inside.
So I keep on walking, tears I hide…
Thinkin’ ‘bout him the whole damn night.
(chorus)
If they could see my heart,
They’d know I’m more than this face.
I carry the weight of silence,
In a world that’s losing grace.
I dream of days I give them more,
Where my mom don’t clean no floor.
I swear if I ever rise that far…
I’ll bring the light to where they are.
(verse)
They say friends are real—till your pockets run dry,
Now I'm alone, just the stars and sky.
They laughed 'cause I didn’t smoke or drink,
But I stayed me, I didn’t sink.
They needed me when I had gold,
But faded out when I got cold.
Still, I don’t hate, I just outgrew—
Fake smiles, fake love… fake “crew.”
(chorus)
If they could see my heart,
They’d know I cry for streets and scars.
For the kids that starve while rich men dine,
And the elders left behind.
I dream of days I build a home,
Where parents aren't left alone.
And where belief don’t start a war…
Just love, not blood, for who we are.
(bridge)
People say looks define the soul…
But skin ain’t shade of right or wrong.
And names can start a fight these days…
But I was raised to walk away.
I’m not perfect, but I feel…
And I can’t ignore what’s real.
(final chorus)
If they could see my heart…
Not my clothes or my name.
If they just knew how much I hurt,
When I walk by pain I can’t change.
If I make it one day, I won’t forget,
The struggle, the tears, the quiet regret.
‘Cause I’m not made of gold or fame…
But of dreams… and love… and flame.