She left her boots by the back door,
Coffee cup still on the shelf.
Her picture’s staring right through me,
Like I don’t know myself.
The silence cuts sharper than steel,
Every breath feels like a fight.
I’m holding on to a memory,
But it slips away each night.
And it’s ashes in the rain,
Smoke rising from the flame.
Love was fire, now it’s pain,
Nothing left but her name.
Can’t wash away the stain,
Just ashes in the rain.
I still hear her laugh in the kitchen,
The radio hums her song.
This house is heavy with shadows,
Where her light used to belong.
I drink just to kill the silence,
But it burns me worse inside.
I’d trade my soul for one moment,
Just to hold her one more time.
And it’s ashes in the rain,
Smoke rising from the flame.
Love was fire, now it’s pain,
Nothing left but her name.
Can’t wash away the stain,
Just ashes in the rain.
God, if you’re listening,
Tell me why you take the best.
I’m just a man with broken hands,
A heart that won’t find rest.
Ashes in the rain,
Smoke rising from the flame.
Love was fire, now it’s pain,
Nothing left but her name.
I’m drowning in the chain…
Of ashes in the rain.