Red
Soheill Lyrics

I used to get so excited
In the past, I would feel a strong sense of anticipation and eagerness whenever your hand briefly touched mine

When your hand would graze mine
Whenever your hand would accidentally touch mine for a moment

Sent chills all through my body
It would create a physical sensation in me that felt like a sudden cold shiver running through my entire body

Kept on multiplying
This feeling would continue to increase or intensify every time it happens

Used to feel so disabled
Before, I used to feel like I was incapable or powerless when you would look into my eyes

When you'd look in my eyes
Whenever you made eye contact with me

Now my feathers formed
But now, I have grown and flourished as a person, likening it to growing feathers like a bird

Nothing whoa's my mind
I am no longer amazed or astounded by anything in particular

Is that me in front
I am questioning whether the image I see in front of me is really me

I'm telling to stop
Therefore, I am saying to myself that I need to stop and reflect on who I am and what I want

Take me back to when my heart was red
I want to go back to a time when I felt passion and strong emotions, represented by the color red

Say in time she will find me
I believe that eventually, the person who is meant to be with me will come into my life

As I run through these mines
But in the meantime, I am metaphorically running through obstacles and difficulties in my life

You can try to fix me, honey
Others may attempt to help me or heal me, terming it as an act of endearment

Gone far beyond the line
But I have already gone too far in terms of experiencing pain and growth

Have my own constitution
I have my own set of principles, beliefs, and values that I live by

It is dark, but I thrive
Although some of my beliefs and values may be unconventional or unusual, I still manage to survive and flourish

If I see the old me passing
If I were to see a version of myself from the past

I would tell him son
I would give him advice, addressing him as my younger self

There's no need to run
I would tell him that he doesn't need to constantly run away or hide from his problems

Take me back to when my heart was red
The chorus is repeated as a plea to go back to a time when I felt alive and passionate