Stamps in My Heart

[Verse 1]
Carry-on dreams at the check-in line
Coffee breath, tired eyes, but I'm alive
Little kid waving in another tongue
I don't know the words
But I feel the love
[Chorus]
Every border just opens up my heart
New colors on my map, new stamps in my heart
I keep learning how your stories meet mine
When I slow down, listen, take my time
Traveling the world
Teaches me how to be kind
[Verse 2]
Bare feet stepping on a temple floor
Head bowed low like the ones before
Grandma laughing as she shows me how
To tie this cloth
I get it wrong, we both fall down
[Chorus]
Every border just opens up my heart
New colors on my map, new stamps in my heart
I keep learning how your stories meet mine
When I slow down, listen, take my time
Traveling the world
Teaches me how to be kind
[Bridge]
Different prayers
Same sunrise
Different names
For the same sky
I don't have to change you
To hold your hand
I just say “thank you”
For letting me in (oh)
[Chorus]
Every border just opens up my heart
New colors on my map, new stamps in my heart
I keep learning how your stories meet mine
When I slow down, listen, take my time
Traveling the world
Teaches me how to be kind
[Outro]
Suitcase fading, but my memories shine
Every step a little softer
Every stranger a friend of mine

Warm acoustic pop with light world-percussion groove and male vocals; verses carried by fingerpicked guitar and soft shaker, choruses lift with airy pads, tambourine, and stacked harmonies. Intimate, close-mic vocal that feels like a travel diary, building gently into a wide, open final chorus, then easing out on a hummed refrain., world