Rain on glass and dim café light Your name still fits the quiet right I stir my drink like it's a spell Trying not to wish you well I think about you when it's late When songs don't end, they just fade In echoes soft and colors blurred I hold you there, without a word Your sweater's ghost on empty chairs The way you spoke like pulling stairs I still remember how you leave Like autumn slipping through a sleeve I think about you when it's late When songs don't end, they just fade In echoes soft and colors blurred I hold you there, without a word Just pages I can't quite forget You weren't a storm, you were the blue I think about you like a hum I wander from You wander from And maybe love just lingers through The way I breathe and think of you
