Cold Streets, Warm Soul

(Wind...) (Footsteps...) (Church bells...) Some people survive... Some people live... There's a difference. ------------------------------------------------

These sidewalks raised me... But they never owned me. Every cracked corner taught another lesson life never showed me. Cold nights... Empty pockets... Dreams bigger than my circumstances. Every closed door forced another entrance. I watched hope disappear... Then return wearing another face. Sometimes victory ain't crossing the finish line... Sometimes... It's refusing to leave the race. ------------------------------------------------

Cold streets... Warm soul... That's the only way I made it home. Heavy heart... Strong mind... Still standing... One day at a time. Cold streets... Warm soul... You can't steal what God controls. ------------------------------------------------

The world kept changing... I stayed grounded. Every storm around me... Never drowned it. I learned forgiveness don't erase the scars. It just stops them from driving the car. Every sunrise felt like borrowed time. Every blessing felt harder to find. Still... I kept believing. Still... I kept breathing. Still... I kept reaching for something bigger than survival. Because living means more than simply making it through. ------------------------------------------------

You don't always win... By throwing punches. Sometimes... You win... By refusing to become what hurt you. ------------------------------------------------

Cold streets... Warm soul... Faith carried what fear couldn't hold. Long road... Still walking... The strongest hearts... Never stop talking. ------------------------------------------------

(Piano...) (Choir...) No matter where the road takes me... I'll never let the streets freeze my soul.