[Verse] I found a dress hung on the line, Soft as secrets, worn through time. Threads like whispers, stitched with care, It wrapped around me, laid me bare. [Pre-Chorus] In the mirror, something new, A borrowed grace I never knew. [Chorus] This dress fits like forgiveness, Wearing someone’s old kindness. I hold the past, and let it go, In every seam, a softened soul. This dress fits like forgiveness, Wrapped in a gentle witness. I’m mended by what’s worn before, And I walk through the open door. [Verse] Every fray and every tear, Tells the stories hidden there. Footsteps in the fabric spun, Led me to where healing’s begun. [Pre-Chorus] In the mirror, something new, A borrowed grace I never knew. [Chorus] This dress fits like forgiveness, Wearing someone’s old kindness. I hold the past, and let it go, In every seam, a softened soul. This dress fits like forgiveness, Wrapped in a gentle witness. I’m mended by what’s worn before, And I walk through the open door. [Bridge] Softly now, the cold fades light, Finding warmth through borrowed nights. Not my cloth, but all the same, A quiet love without a name. [Chorus] This dress fits like forgiveness, Wearing someone’s old kindness. I hold the past, and let it go, In every seam, a softened soul. This dress fits like forgiveness, Wrapped in a gentle witness. I’m mended by what’s worn before, And I walk through the open door. [Outro] I walk through the open door, Wearing grace I've never worn before.