[Intro]آیا۔
ایک دن ایک نوجوان نے بوڑھے شخص کو اکیلا بیٹھا دیکھا۔ اس نے پوچھا، "اگر وہ واپس نہ آئے تو؟"
بوڑھے باپ کی آنکھوں میں آنسو آگئے۔ وہ آہستہ سے بولے،
"اولاد کا ا
Soft rain taps the window, clock hands slow their pace
I count the breaths of a house that holds a missing face
[Verse 1]
Dust on the photos, a porch light left aglow
Every whisper of the kettle says you’re not coming home
I wear your old jacket like a map to where you’ve been
The door keeps sighing, but I’m listening for you again
[Pre-Chorus]
If hope is a thread, I’m threading through the seams
If goodbye is a shadow, I’m dancing with its gleam
[Chorus]
I keep waiting where the sunlight never leaves the room
Holding onto a voice that softens the afternoon
Baby steps of memory lead me through the doom and bloom
Until the day you walk back in, or until the night consumes
My heart, my heart, my heart
[Verse 2]
Lunch plates in a circle, chairs spaced in thin lines
Your chair faces the window like it’s waiting for a sign
I tell myself your absence is a gentle, lasting grace
But time keeps echoing your name across this empty space
[Pre-Chorus]
If hope is a thread, I’m threading through the seams
If goodbye is a shadow, I’m dancing with its gleam
[Chorus]
I keep waiting where the sunlight never leaves the room
Holding onto a voice that softens the afternoon
Baby steps of memory lead me through the doom and bloom
Until the day you walk back in, or until the night consumes
My heart, my heart, my heart
[Bridge]
Perhaps reunions come in whispers, not in storms you see
Perhaps the world keeps turning softly, faithfully
[Chorus]
I keep waiting where the sunlight never leaves the room
Holding onto a voice that softens the afternoon
Baby steps of memory lead me through the doom and bloom
Until the day you walk back in, or until the night consumes
My heart, my heart, my heart
[Outro]
If morning finds you distant, I’ll still be here to greet
With open hands and weathered faith, and a hope that won’t retreat