Pink Tape Mirror

Your name on my screen;

Stays glow in the glass;

I leave it unwrapped;

And I stare at it back;

Pink tape on my mirror;

A note from last week;

Says call me later;

But I still can't speak;

I fold up my heart;

Like a shirt in the drawer;

Still your touch comes back;

To the edge of my door;

And I float a little when the moon hits right;

I want your soft voice in my quiet night;

Pink tape on my mirror, come closer, come closer;

Pink tape on my mirror,

I miss you softer;

Hold me in the blur, hold me in the blur;

Pink tape on my mirror, unless you're softer;

Your hoodie on my chair still smells like rain;

I wear it for a second then

I give it away;

The kettle clicks once in the empty room;

I hum your little melody out of tune;

I fold up my heart like a shirt in the drawer;

Still your touch comes back to the edge of my door;

And I float a little when the moon hits right;

I want your soft voice in my quiet night;

Pink tape on my mirror;

Come closer, come closer;

Pink tape on my mirror;

I miss you softer;

Hold me in the;

Hold me in the blur;

Paint tape on my mirror;

I miss you softer;

If I blink too slow;

You turn into gold;

If I reach too hard;

You fade in the cold;

So I let you drift;

Like a song in sleep;

But your little shadow;

Still belongs to me;

Pink tape on my mirror;

Come closer, come closer;

Pink tape on my mirror;

I miss you softer;

Hold me in the blur;

Hold me in the blur;

Pink tape on my mirror;

Miss you softer;

Pink tape on my mirror;

Stay longer;

Stay longer;

Pink tape on my mirror;

I miss you softer;