[Verse] Thin walls hum the evening light, Notes float through the half-closed blinds, Saxophoneâs a gentle fight, Playing secrets I canât hide. [Pre-Chorus] Iâm holding on to moments caught, Between the spaces, soft and raw, Every breath you play feels taught, A faded map without a flaw. [Chorus] Hear you in the dark, my quiet spark, Singing through the paper-thin, Every note you make, a memory awake, In the silence where we begin. Hear you in the dark, my quiet spark, Saxophone and whispered skin, Iâm wrapped inside your song tonight, Where the melody slips in. [Verse] Coffee cups and city streets, Echo of your midnight blues, Faint and warm like old receipts, Ink-stained pages I peruse. [Pre-Chorus] Iâm tracing lines you never said, Between the chords that softly spread, A lullaby inside my head, Where every sound is gently led. [Chorus] Hear you in the dark, my quiet spark, Singing through the paper-thin, Every note you make, a memory awake, In the silence where we begin. Hear you in the dark, my quiet spark, Saxophone and whispered skin, Iâm wrapped inside your song tonight, Where the melody slips in. [Bridge] And when the night falls slow, Iâm close but still alone, Your music tells me stories Of places Iâve never known. Thin walls canât keep the heart apart, Your saxâs voice is in my heart. [Chorus] Hear you in the dark, my quiet spark, Singing through the paper-thin, Every note you make, a memory awake, In the silence where we begin. Hear you in the dark, my quiet spark, Saxophone and whispered skin, Iâm wrapped inside your song tonight, Where the melody slips in. [Outro] Saxophone and whispered skin, In the silence where we begin.