On the red before, I’m just a frame in glass
Waiting as the world keeps rushing past
All the names I knew dissolve into the steam
Nothing holds, and I become the gleam
I move when your shadow leans
I bloom where the silence spins
You breathe, and the song begins in me
Under blinking lights, I hear a quiet trace
Raindrops hit the lines, then melt and slip away
In the window’s glow, a shadow starts to slow
Someone turns
I move when your shadow leans
I bloom where the silence spins
You breathe, and the song begins in me
You move through a quiet street
You bloom where the dark and stillness meet
I pause, and the moment doesn’t stay
On the red before, I feel the stillness flow
On the red before, I let the silence grow
On the red before, I’m just a frame in glass
Waiting as the world keeps rushing past
All the names I knew dissolve into the steam
Nothing holds, and I become the gleam
I move when your shadow leans
I bloom where the silence spins
You breathe, and the song begins in me
Under blinking lights, I hear a quiet trace
Raindrops hit the lines, then melt and slip away
In the window’s glow, a shadow starts to slow
Someone turns
I move when your shadow leans
I bloom where the silence spins
You breathe, and the song begins in me
You move through a quiet street
You bloom where the dark and stillness meet
I pause, and the moment doesn’t stay
On the red before, I feel the stillness flow
On the red before, I let the silence grow