Curtains moved though no one passed
Streetlight spilled in amber cast
Coffee cold, my thoughts replay
Everything I didn’t say
Table still with two old cups
One untouched and gathering dust
Even air feels out of tune
Like the echo of your room
Walls don’t speak, but they can hold
Stories left when nights get cold
Breath condenses on the glass
Marking where the moments pass
3AM window, quiet wide
Holds the ghosts I try to hide
Even if the city's still
You’re the hum I always feel
Like a whisper in the pane
You return with gentle rain
Even when the street is bare
I can almost feel you there
Phone screen lights with no real name
Every buzz feels just the same
Silence plays its lullaby
But my heart won’t say goodbye
Radio is barely on
Just enough to feel you’re gone
Even when the world feels far
You're the flicker in the dark
Time moves on but not this space
Still arranged to hold your place
Shadows stretch across the floor
Like you’re walking in once more
3AM window, quiet wide
Holds the ghosts I try to hide
Even if the city's still
You’re the hum I always feel
I reach out to touch the night
But you fade into the light
Even dawn avoids your name
While my room still plays your flame
If I whisper to the glass
Will the memories finally pass?
Or will they just breathe again
In the corners of my den?
If the stars could hear me through
Would they bring me back to you?
3AM window, quiet wide
Holds the ghosts I try to hide
Even if the city's still
You’re the hum I always feel
Still I sit and count the hours
Past the dark, past wilted flowers
Even when the night is through
I still wake to thoughts of you