We just keep moving, like clouds on parade,
Silk in the breeze, then we slowly fade.
Life keeps turning, the records still play,
But my heart’s stuck in that old café.

It felt so good, it still feels right;
Two shadows dancing in the neon light.
We’re not together, but love still stays,
Haunting my lips in a thousand ways.

I still wear your name like a perfume trail,
Whispers sweet like a mourning gale.
Your ghost shows up when the moon is high,
Speaking your truth through supple lies.

They say love’s forever or it fades away,
But I’m still hoping you’ll call someday.
It hurts, it burns, but I won’t let go;
Some loves just linger, like fallen snow.