[Intro]
Winds drift through the doorway of a yesterday kept close,
Two silhouettes in a half-light, weighing what we chose.
[Verse 1]
We cross the line where memory treads softly on our skin,
Talking in whispers, lovers in the hush of what might have been.
Your eyes hold dawns we never let break into rain,
But suddenly the night returns and fades like a distant flame.
[Pre-Chorus]
If hope is a star, it flickers just beyond our reach,
A map drawn in sighs we never dared to teach.
[Chorus]
What if we stayed in the half-believed, in the space between goodbye and when,
Where every touch still lingers and every breath begins again.
But the clock keeps its quiet mercy, and the night learns to pretend,
That love outlived the moment it almost did, almost end.
[Verse 2]
We speak in almost-words, a language of could-have-been,
Promises like rain on a night we never let us in.
I reach for you and touch nothing but the air,
A tenderness that hurts when you’re not there.
[Pre-Chorus]
If hope is a star, it scorches then it cools to ash,
A beacon fading slowly as we question every path.
[Chorus]
What if we stayed in the half-believed, in the space between goodbye and when,
Where every touch still lingers and every breath begins again.
But the clock keeps its quiet mercy, and the night learns to pretend,
That love outlived the moment it almost did, almost end.
[Bridge]
In the quiet between now and never, I hear your name in the wind,
A soft rehearsal of endings with the warmth we kept within.
[Chorus]
What if we stayed in the half-believed, in the space between goodbye and when,
Where every touch still lingers and every breath begins again.
But the clock keeps its quiet mercy, and the night learns to pretend,
That love outlived the moment it almost did, almost end.
[Outro]
So we hold the glow of almost-things, the shimmer of a maybe-bright,
And close the door on saved tomorrows, into the soft, unspoken night.
