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Verse 1 (soft, fragile, almost crying at start)

I waaaalk these streets at night,

Lamp-liiights flicker, but they don’t shine right.

Your naaaame drifts slow through the empty air,

And I reeeach for your touch, but you’re not there.

The cold wind caaarries a ghost of your tone,

Every syllable streeetched leaves me more alone.

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Verse 2 (UK cadence, sad storytelling)

We spooooke of forever, but forever slipped,

Like the tea gone cold where your hand once gripped.

The train-line moooans like a cry in disguise,

And I see the hurt in my own blue eyes.

Every street cor-ner, every dooorrway too,

Keeps whisperin’ back the sha-dows of you.

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Verse 3 (building, still soft, voice cracking at end)

I draaaaw out the word “loooove” till it breaks in two,

Tryin’ to find some meanin’ in a world without you.

And the ac-cent bends with the weight I bear,

Every note I hooold is just an unanswered prayer.

I choke when I start, choke when I end,

Singin’ your song I can’t defend.

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Outro (very tender, fading)

So I waaaalk through the siiiilence,

This heart still bruised…

And every word I streeetch

Still belongs to you.