[Verse] Beneath a sky dressed soft in gold, A silent throne in stories told, Leaves whisper secrets as they fall, A lonely bench that stands so tall. [Pre-Chorus] But in the quiet, strength will rise, A song born free beneath these skies. [Chorus] Here I stand, though winds may grieve, A light that never will deceive, On this bench where hope believes, I am more than autumn leaves. I am more than autumn leaves. [Verse] The world may turn, seasons will change, Yet here I find my soul’s wide range, Each step I take, a note in time, A melody in perfect rhyme. [Pre-Chorus] The fallen gold, it lifts me high, A soaring voice that cannot die. [Chorus] Here I stand, though winds may grieve, A light that never will deceive, On this bench where hope believes, I am more than autumn leaves. I am more than autumn leaves. [Bridge] Through rustling arms and amber rain, I rise beyond the past’s refrain, A flame that dances, pure and bright, Triumphant song in fading light. [Chorus] Here I stand, though winds may grieve, A light that never will deceive, On this bench where hope believes, I am more than autumn leaves. I am more than autumn leaves. [Outro] Beneath the gold, I breathe, I soar, Forever strong, forever more.