Forgotten Gloves

An empty bus seat holding your forgotten gloves

And a sudden grin, I can't quite place

The window shakes with every turn

While your ghost sits beside my face

Forgotten gloves on an empty seat

A sudden grin and I'm back at the street

I tried to move, tried to let you go

But little things keep pulling me close

The driver hums like nothing changed

The city passes in a silver blur

I hold the gloves like they can speak

And hear you laugh inside the stir

Forgotten gloves on an empty seat

A sudden grin and I'm back at the street

I tried to move, tried to let you go

But little sums keep calling me close

Maybe love is just a trace

A warm small shape in an ordinary place

One lost reminder, one crooked smile

And I'm yours again for a little while

Forgotten clothes on an empty seat

A sudden grin and I'm back at the street

I tried to move, tried to let you go

But little things keep pulling me close