[Verse] Sunlight spills on the kitchen floor, Framed by the rust on the window’s door. The fan turns slow, a lullaby, Whispering names I can't quite say. [Pre-Chorus] Dust floats in the amber light, Like memories I didn’t mean to keep. The hum is soft, but it sings too loud— A quiet song that won’t let go. [Chorus] Oh, the fan spins through the heatwave, Through the silence, through the ache. You’re not here, but I still feel you— In the slow spin, in the way the light leans. Spin, spin, keep me warm, keep me near, Even when you’re gone, I’m still here. [Verse] I poured you tea, left it cold, Same cup, same spot, same story told. The screen’s half-open, wind won’t come in, But I pretend the air’s still thin. [Pre-Chorus] Dust floats in the amber light, Like memories I didn’t mean to keep. The hum is soft, but it sings too loud— A quiet song that won’t let go. [Chorus] Oh, the fan spins through the heatwave, Through the silence, through the ache. You’re not here, but I still feel you— In the slow spin, in the way the light leans. Spin, spin, keep me warm, keep me near, Even when you’re gone, I’m still here. [Bridge] Maybe love’s just a summer room, A moment held, not meant to bloom. But this fan, this hum, this old machine— It remembers every silent scene. [Chorus] Oh, the fan spins through the heatwave, Through the silence, through the ache. You’re not here, but I still feel you— In the slow spin, in the way the light leans. Spin, spin, keep me warm, keep me near, Even when you’re gone, I’m still here. [Outro] Spin, spin, keep me warm… Spin, spin, keep me near… Even when you’re gone… I’m still here…