[Verse]
I cracked the spine of that dusty old tome
A whisper of paper from the pages roams
Fell to my lap was your hand-scrawled art
A snapshot of love
A map to the heart
[Chorus]
Traces of us in the ink and the lines
Fleeting and fragile
Like wild summer vines
Forgotten yet vivid
The words still ignite
A tale of young love in the dim candlelight
[Verse 2]
Your letters breathe in the scent of the spring
Echoes of laughter
The songs we would sing
The tread of your words
They carry me far
Back to the night we chased after that star
[Chorus]
Traces of us in the ink and the lines
Fleeting and fragile
Like wild summer vines
Forgotten yet vivid
The words still ignite
A tale of young love in the dim candlelight
[Bridge]
The corners are frayed
The ink slightly smeared
But your voice is crystal
Your whispers are near
I wonder if time holds meaning to this
A forgotten treasure
A flicker of bliss
[Verse 3]
I’ll tuck it back where it quietly belonged
A relic of days now distant and long
But a spark still lingers
Your words never fade
In the folds of my mind
The love that you laid