Текст песни
[Куплет 1] You step through the doors with your sleeves rolled high Fresh paint still hiding beneath your nails A hundred small conversations turn your way As the first bright frames catch every eye [Предприпев] Someone leans in, someone calls your name The room grows warm around the work you made You hold your breath, then let it go Tonight they see what you already know [Припев] Look what you made, look what you made Every face turns as the colors take shape You brought it here, you let it stand Now wonder’s moving from hand to hand Look what you made, look what you made Hear your name rise through the crowded space [Куплет 2] A woman circles back to the blue on white A kid points out a detail near the door The curator smiles and makes you room While questions bloom beside the canvas row [Предприпев] You tell the story, plain and true They find a piece of themselves in it too A glass lifts up, the hallway fills Your quiet hours have found their wings [Припев] Look what you made, look what you made Every face turns as the colors take shape You brought it here, you let it stand Now wonder’s moving from hand to hand Look what you made, look what you made Hear your name rise through the crowded space [Бридж] One frame, two frames, the whole room leans A question hangs where the gold light meets You laugh, you answer, your shoulders ease This is the night your work can breathe [Final chorus] Look what you made, look what you made Every face turns as the colors take shape You brought it here, you let it stand Now wonder’s moving from hand to hand Look what you made, look what you made Hear your name rise through the crowded space [Аутро] Your name in the room, your work on the wall You made it here—and they felt it all
