I melted on entry

In the silence of that shared room,
A first-time flower began to bloom,
While for him, the clock was slowing down,
The final king in an empty town.
He sent a message with a hidden touch,
A secret gift that meant so much,
Entering her world like a ghost in flight,
Before he vanished into the night.
She gave her heart to the way he moved,
The kind of love that can’t be proved,
But when she left, his walls gave way,
He turned to ash and a shade of gray.
He made love like he was making peace,
Seeking a soul-deep, soft release,
And now his light will never fade,
In the tiny life that they both made.

Her first time in the amber light,
A man’s last time to make things right.
He mailed the truth in a secret glance,
Before they fell into the dance.
He entered softly, a hidden soul,
To give her pieces and make her whole.
She fell in love with the ghost of him,
As the morning light grew pale and dim.
But he fell apart when she walked away,
Into the blur of a different day.
He made love like a final prayer,
Leaving his essence in the air.
And in the quiet the miracle grew—
She made him a baby, a life brand new.
A part of him stays while he’s gone,
In the heartbeat of a rising dawn.
[Chorus]

Alternative rock, dark violin, male vocals on a acoustic guitar, then female vocals on dark piano for the chourus