The streetlight glows where you used to stand, Shadows tracing what we had planned. I walk alone, the silence speaks, A thousand memories in the creaks. Your voice still lingers in the breeze, A ghost of love that never leaves. I reach for you, but find the air, A longing only I can bear. Fading footsteps, echoes of you, A love so vivid, now subdued. The closer I get, the further you run, Chasing the moon instead of the sun. Fading footsteps, they lead me home, To a place where I’m always alone. The photograph is a distant hue, Colors dim where you once bloomed through. Every smile I try to fake, Hides the pieces of me you take. Your name’s a song I dare not sing, A fragile note with a broken string. I hold the pieces, sharp and clear, But they can’t bring you near. Fading footsteps, echoes of you, A love so vivid, now subdued. The closer I get, the further you run, Chasing the moon instead of the sun. Fading footsteps, they lead me home, To a place where I’m always alone. Maybe love’s meant to fade away, A fleeting star in a vast ballet. But even if the light is gone, Its warmth lingers on. Fading footsteps, echoes of you, A love so vivid, now subdued. The closer I get, the further you run, Chasing the moon instead of the sun. Fading footsteps, they lead me home, To a place where I’m always alone. The streetlight dims, the shadows rest, Love is a lesson, not a test. Your fading footsteps, I let them go, But the echo stays, soft and slow.