[Intro instrumental, almost silent, slow pulse]
Ah…
oh—oh…
Ah…
oh—oh…
[heartbeat-like drums, distant echoing pads]
[Verse 1 short, despairing, visual]
I waited in the dark
For a hand that never came
I held my own heart
While you walked away
I whispered into empty rooms
Hoping you’d hear me there
Every word I said
Fell into the air
[Pre-Chorus fragile, aching]
I called it love
But love shouldn’t break you
It shouldn’t leave you
Alone
[soft echo / melodic chant]
Oh—oh… ah—ah… oh—oh—oh
[Chorus slow, aching, cinematic]
Love can leave you hollow
Make your skin ache
Make the night endless
And the dawn too late
The right kind of love
Holds you when you fall
Doesn’t ask you to vanish
Doesn’t demand it all
It lets you breathe
It lets you live
It lets your heart
Finally forgive
[Chant – low, trembling, heart felt]
Ah—ah… oh—oh…
Ah—ah… oh—oh…
[Verse even shorter, sharper, painful]
I counted your silences
Like they were blows
I gave you all I had
And no one knows
I carried your shadow
Inside my chest
I learned that some love
Will never rest
[Pre-Chorus rising, desperate]
Every scar you left
Taught me what to fear
Every lie you whispered
Echoes in my ears
[layered echo, haunting]
Ah—ah… oh—oh… ah—ah—ah
[Chorus heavier, almost whispering fury]
Love can drown you quietly
Leave you gasping for air
When staying costs you pieces
That you’ll never repair
The right kind of love
Doesn’t make you small
Doesn’t break your bones
Or make you crawl
It lets you stand
It lets you fight
It’s the only love
That feels right
[Bridge bare, almost spoken — despair to hope]
I don’t want love that burns me alive
That leaves me empty
That makes me plead
I want hands that hold
Even when storms arrive
I want a heart
That stays
When I’m broken
[bridge chant – haunting, almost a whisper]
Ah—ah… oh—ah… la—la…
Oh—oh… ah—ah… ah—oh—oh
[Final Chorus BIGGEST, emotional release]
Love can crush you slowly
Make the days endless
Leave the nights cold
And the morning senseless
The right kind of love
Doesn’t take what’s yours
Doesn’t hide the pain
Or slam the doors
It lets you breathe
It lets you hope
It lets you live
And finally cope
[Outro fade — whisper, bone-deep]
I won’t call it love
Just to fill the empty
I’ll wait for the kind
That keeps me plenty
Ah…
oh—oh…
Ah…
oh—oh…
Tonenico
