Lately We’ve Been Talking, But It Don’t Feel The Same,

Like We’re Saying All The Words, But Losing All The Flame.

I Can Feel The Distance, Every Time You Look Away,

Something In The Silence, We Don’t Know How To Say.

We’ve Been Holding On To Moments, That We Used To Know,

Trying To Keep The Spark Alive, Before It Starts To Go.

I Can Feel You Reaching, But You’re Slipping Through My Hands,

Trying To Understand It, Trying To Make A Stand.

Maybe We’ve Been Moving Too Fast,

Maybe We Forgot How To Make It Last.

But I Still Feel The Love Underneath,

Even When It’s Getting Hard To Breathe.

There’s Something Missing, Something We Can’t Hide,

A Little Space, Growing Deep Inside.

But I Still Want You, Right Here With Me,

Even When It’s Hard To See.

There’s Something Missing, But I Still Believe,

We Can Find The Pieces We Need.

Hold On Tight, Don’t Let It Slip Away,

We Can Bring It Back Someday.

*(Instrumental Break: Warm Pads Swelling Underneath, Soft Guitar Riff Repeating With A Gentle Echo, Light Hi-Hat Pattern Sliding In, Bass Gliding Through A Smooth 4-Bar Run, One Airy Vocal Ad-Lib Drifting In The Background, Beat Softens For A Moment Before Returning)

We’ve Been Dancing In Circles, Trying Not To Fall,

Acting Like We’re Fine, When We Barely Talk At All.

But I Know Your Heartbeat, Like The Back Of My Hand,

And I’m Not Ready, To Let Go Of What We Planned.

Every Time You Touch Me, I Still Feel The Spark,

Even When The Room Is Quiet, And The Night Gets Dark.

Maybe We Just Need A Moment To Realign,

Find The Rhythm We Lost, Somewhere In Time.

If We Take A Breath, And Slow It Down,

Maybe We Can Turn This All Around.

I Still See Forever, When I Look At You,

Even When We’re Struggling With The Truth.

Let’s Not Give Up, On What We’ve Built,

Let’s Not Drown, In All This Guilt.

If There’s A Way Back, We’ll Find The Key,

‘Cause I Still Feel You Next To Me.

There’s Something Missing, But We’re Still Right Here,

Fighting Through, The Doubt And Fear.

I Still Want You, Right Here With Me,

Even When It’s Hard To See.

There’s Something Missing, But We Still Believe,

We Can Find The Pieces We Need.

Hold On Tight, Don’t Let It Slip Away,

We Can Bring It Back Someday.

*(Outro: Rhodes Chord Fading Slowly, Gentle Guitar Pluck Echoing Twice, Bass Slides Down One Last Time, Beat Softens Into A Light Tap Pattern, Everything Dissolves Into A Warm Reverb Fade)