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Lyrics
The clock on the wall keeps leaning into blue
Iโฒm still awake, still tracing the shape of you
Rose in the corner hums like a private prayer
And every little shadow says you're almost there
I leave a light on low
For the part of me that won't let go
Come back to me after midnight
When the city is quiet and the moon is bright
I miss you and the spaces between my breath
And the soft little silence your touch left
Come back to me
After midnight
I'm holding on to the echo of your goodbye
If love was a wave, I'm still in the tide
Come back to me after midnight
Fingers now fall gentle like falling rain
Warm bass under the floorboards easing the pain
I wear your memory like a sweater in the dark
Trying to keep you close, trying not to break apart
The room still knows your name
Even when I whisper it, it stays the same
Come back to me
After midnight
When the city is quiet and the moon is bright
I miss you in the spaces between my breath
In the soft little silence, your touch left
Come back to me after midnight
I'm holding on to the echo of your goodbye
If love is a wave, I'm still in a tide
Come back to me after midnight
Yeah, you can hear me through the static and the haze
Meet me where the night dissolves into the day
I'm not asking for forever, just a little truth
One more moment in the atmosphere of you
Come back to me
Come back to me after midnight
When the sea is quiet and the moon is bright
I miss you in the spaces between my breath
And the soft little silence your touch left
Come back to me after midnight
I'm holding on to the echo of your goodbye
If love is away, I'm still in the tide
Come back to me after midnight
The clock on my wall keeps leaning into blue
And Iโฒm still awake, still thinking of you
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