[Verse] Counting coins on the windowsill, Sunlight fades but the world stands still. Every penny’s like a tiny spark, Lighting up the corners of my heart. [Pre-Chorus] Bills in hand, the day feels long, But I hum my quiet, hopeful song. [Chorus] Paying rent with coins and dreams, Holding on to hope, or so it seems. With a smile that won’t let go, I’m richer than these pockets show. Paying rent with coins and dreams, In this life, it’s not what it means— It’s the light I find somehow, Facing down the when and now. [Verse] Footsteps echo on the hallway floor, Familiar faces, stories I adore. In every crack, a chance to grow, Even when the tide feels low. [Pre-Chorus] Bills in hand, the day feels long, But I hum my quiet, hopeful song. [Chorus] Paying rent with coins and dreams, Holding on to hope, or so it seems. With a smile that won’t let go, I’m richer than these pockets show. Paying rent with coins and dreams, In this life, it’s not what it means— It’s the light I find somehow, Facing down the when and now. [Bridge] Maybe one day I’ll trade these coins for gold, But till then, this story’s mine to hold. In every small step, a future grows, With every smile, the courage shows. [Chorus] Paying rent with coins and dreams, Holding on to hope, or so it seems. With a smile that won’t let go, I’m richer than these pockets show. Paying rent with coins and dreams, In this life, it’s not what it means— It’s the light I find somehow, Facing down the when and now. [Outro] Coins and dreams, a quiet song, With hope and heart, I carry on.