[Verse 1]
Late night in the studio, just me and my thoughts
Fragments of conversations that we never fought
Elena's ideas floating through the air
Aria's melodies, yeah, they're still right there
But I keep my distance, that's just how I play
Analytical mind keeps emotions at bay
[Chorus]
Don't come too close, I've got my walls up high
Jazz flows through my veins when I need to fly
Independent spirit, that's my golden rule
But damn, these boundaries make me look like a fool
[Verse 2]
Summit talks and workshops, putting on a face
While my mind dissects every single space
Saxophone speaks truths I can't seem to say
Complex harmonies keep the feelings away
Processing life through a different lens
Breaking down moments till they all make sense
[Bridge]
Sometimes I wonder if I'm too damn cold
Missing connections while my theories unfold
But that's just who I am, analytical soul
Playing this game of control
[Chorus]
Don't come too close, I've got my walls up high
Jazz flows through my veins when I need to fly
Independent spirit, that's my golden rule
But damn, these boundaries make me look like a fool
[Verse 3]
In the late-night sessions, when the world gets real
Breaking down the barriers, starting to feel
Maybe there's a balance I haven't found yet
Between standing solo and the safety net
Of creative minds who see through my disguise
And still choose to stay, despite all my goodbyes
[Outro]
So I'll keep on playing till I find my way
Through this maze of boundaries, day after day
'Cause deep down I know that I can't do this alone
Even if my walls are made of stone