(Verse 1)
The coffee's cold, the clock ticks slow,
A rhythm I've come to know.
There's a dent on your side of the bed,
A phantom shape I can't get out of my head.
I keep the blinds drawn, chase away the sun,
Because darkness is where your memory has spun.
It's been a year, a month, a day,
But you never truly went away.
(Chorus)
And the echoes in this empty room are all I hear now,
A symphony of silence that won't allow
My heart to mend, to break clean, or just forget.
I'm caught in the shadow of a promise we never met.
I look for your ghost in the flicker of the street lamp light,
But all I find is the long, cold night.
(Verse 2)
I threw out the sweater, the one you said you liked,
But the scent of your absence is still spiking through the air.
I drive past your old street just to feel the pain,
Like a fool begging for the pouring rain.
It’s not the leaving that cuts the deepest scar,
It's knowing that you are still you, and I'm just where you are.
You're moving on, you're fine, you're free,
While the wreckage of our us just crushes me.
(Chorus)
And the echoes in this empty room are all I hear now,
A symphony of silence that won't allow
My heart to mend, to break clean, or just forget.
I'm caught in the shadow of a promise we never met.
I look for your ghost in the flicker of the street lamp light,
But all I find is the long, cold night.
(Bridge)
I wish I could hate you, make the anger be the shield,
But my love's a battlefield I cannot yield.
I just whisper your name to the falling snow,
A question mark in the wind, with nowhere left to go.
And I regret every word I left unsaid,
Every battle I fought instead of holding on to thread.
(Outro)
Just the echoes... the echoes...
In this empty room...
Forever blue...
And the long, cold night...
Goodnight.
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