Verse 1

I found opaline letters in my drawer,

Lines you wrote when you weren’t sure.

Curved handwriting soft and thin,

Warm like summer on my skin.

Pre-Chorus

Some words faded, some stayed bright,

Stories fighting for their light.

Chorus

Opaline letters calling me,

To a time we used to see.

If the memories start to blur,

I’ll remember who we were.

Folded pages, gentle tone —

A world that once felt like home.

Verse 2

There were wishes you never said,

Dreams you tucked beneath your bed.

Now they shine between the lines,

Hidden truths we left behind.

Bridge

If I read them once again,

Would we end where we began?

Or would those words finally show

Why we had to let it go?

Final Chorus

Opaline letters, soft and clear,

I keep them close, year after year.

Every mark and every line

Holds a piece of what was mine.