Sunlight crawls across the floorboards slow
Like honey poured from yesterday
I thought I’d hear a knock, a phone ring low
But calendars just turned to gray
Coffee rings on pages left unread
While seasons stacked up by the door

Did I miss the signal in the static hum?
Was it waving when I blinked?

And still the clock hands drift like smoke
Another year dissolves in tea
I kept the chair pulled out for you
But time won’t wait for company

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Pages curl at edges, soft and brown
Oh-oh, oh-oh
I'm still here, but not the same somehow

Your voice lives in the dial tone now
A ghost inside the receiver’s shell
I trace the routes we didn’t take somehow
On maps that faded long ago
The kettle sings its empty song again
As evening pulls the blinds down low

Was the future always this quiet?
Or did I mute it with my doubt?

And still the clock hands drift like smoke
Another year dissolves in tea
I kept the chair pulled out for you
But time won’t wait for company

Maybe growing older isn’t loss
Just learning how to hold less tight
To moments meant to pass right through
Like wind through fingers in the night

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Dust dances where your shadow stood
Oh-oh, oh-oh
I understand now, it never would

It never would
Stay