[Verse] Streetlights hum a hollow tune, I trace your name in frosty glass, Same bench, same coat, same old moon, But you’re not here to fill the past. [Pre-Chorus] The clock ticks slow, the city breathes, And every stop feels like a ghost, I’m waiting for a ride that never leaves— [Chorus] Oh, I miss you in the quiet hour, When the bus rolls in with empty power, One seat left for a face I knew, And I whisper your name to the skyline blue. I miss you in the quiet hour, When the city’s dreaming and I’m out of power, Just a ghost on a broken line, Still hoping you’ll come home with the night bus sign. [Verse] Your favorite song still plays on repeat, On a cracked old phone I never turn off, Like you’re just a stop, like you’re just a beat, Like you’re somewhere in this slow, slow cough. [Pre-Chorus] The lights blink red, I hold my breath, The world forgets how to be still— And I’m still here, still waiting, still in a breath. [Chorus] Oh, I miss you in the quiet hour, When the bus rolls in with empty power, One seat left for a face I knew, And I whisper your name to the skyline blue. I miss you in the quiet hour, When the city’s dreaming and I’m out of power, Just a ghost on a broken line, Still hoping you’ll come home with the night bus sign. [Bridge] I don’t need you back, not really, But I need the old world to come alive— To feel your shadow in the cold, To know I wasn’t just a moment in your hold. [Chorus] Oh, I miss you in the quiet hour, When the bus rolls in with empty power, One seat left for a face I knew, And I whisper your name to the skyline blue. I miss you in the quiet hour, When the city’s dreaming and I’m out of power, Just a ghost on a broken line, Still hoping you’ll come home with the night bus sign. [Outro] Still here... Still waiting... Still hoping... On the night bus... Still... your name... In the dark...