[Verse] Candles flicker on the edge of time, Framed shadows in the quiet light. A coffee stain on someone’s name, Lost in the curve of a photograph’s frame. [Pre-Chorus] No sound but dust that drifts down slow, Like memories I can’t quite let go. [Chorus] Oh, these old photos on the kitchen table, Still whispering your name in the silence. You’re not here, but you’re everywhere— In the corners where the shadows breathe. Just a breath, just a glance, just a trace— The past lives on in this quiet space. [Verse] A boy in blue with a bicycle ride, Sunset painted where your fingers slide. The dog we loved with no final word, Now just a shape in faded form. [Pre-Chorus] No sound but dust that drifts down slow, Like memories I can’t quite let go. [Chorus] Oh, these old photos on the kitchen table, Still whispering your name in the silence. You’re not here, but you’re everywhere— In the corners where the shadows breathe. Just a breath, just a glance, just a trace— The past lives on in this quiet space. [Bridge] The clock won’t start, the door won’t close, The night holds you in gentle prose. And if I speak, will you hear my voice? Or just the wind that turns the pages, And carries you away to nowhere… [Chorus] Oh, these old photos on the kitchen table, Still whispering your name in the silence. You’re not here, but you’re everywhere— In the corners where the shadows breathe. Just a breath, just a glance, just a trace— The past lives on in this quiet space. [Outro] Just a breath… just a glance… Just a trace… The table stays… And you remain… In the silence… In the light… In the endless… Still… Alive…