[Verse 1]
The sun sets slower than it used to do,
Shadows fall longer, the sky fades to blue.
The bed feels colder where your warmth once lay,
The nights grow quiet, love drifts away.
[Verse 2]
Your hands still soft, but the spark's grown thin,
The years have weathered the fire within.
We sit in silence, the clock ticks on,
Echoes of passion now nearly gone.
[Chorus]
Oh, the flame don’t burn like it did before,
Time’s taken pieces we can’t restore.
But in your eyes, I still see that light,
Even if love don’t come in the night.
[Verse 3]
The creak of the floor where we used to dance,
Now it just whispers of lost romance.
We hold each other, but not the same,
A touch remembered, but not the flame.
[Verse 4]
I hear the wind through the old oak tree,
It sings a song of you and me.
Though the fire's dim, we’re still here,
Holding on tight to what we hold dear.
[Chorus]
Oh, the flame don’t burn like it did before,
Time’s taken pieces we can’t restore.
But in your eyes, I still see that light,
Even if love don’t come in the night.