Where Shadows Used To Dream

Old records spinning on the floor

Rust stains creeping along the door

Letters in a shoebox, yellowed with the past

Echoes of laughter that never seemed to last

I close my eyes and listen for your smile

Wandering the silence for a while

This house remembers every whispered prayer

Footsteps fading in the cool October air

We gathered hope beneath the willow trees

Where shadows used to dream with you and me

Cobwebs in the corners of morning light

Broken clock still counting every fight

Photographs with creases, but faces shining bright

Pretending everything will turn out right

I close my eyes and listen for your smile

Wandering the silence for a while

This house remembers every whispered prayer

Footsteps fading in the cool October air

We gathered hope beneath the willow trees

Where shadows used to dream with you and me

Paint peeling gently from the window frame

Calling out your faded name

Promise me you’ll haunt these halls

If memory is all that remains

This house remembers every whispered prayer

Footsteps fading in the cool October air

We gathered hope beneath the willow trees

Where shadows used to dream with you and meNow the shadows have all learned to sleep

And I’ll hold your dreams for me to keep