rain on empty streets

Raindrops trace the glass,

blurred in gold

Headlights catch the smoke,

turning cold

Perfume on the collar of my heavy coat

Everything we left unsaid,

still afloat

Static on the radio,

a familiar song

Wondering if we stayed a bit too long

(too long)

Now we're driving through the two a.m.

haze

Lost inside the corners of a quiet maze

Trying to hold the warmth before it slips away

But the skyline's turning gray

Empty train platform

under flickering light

An unread message keeping us awake tonight

You're a ghost in the passenger seat

While the tires hum a rhythm on the wet street

Static on the radio,

a familiar song

Wondering if we stayed a bit too long

(too long)

Now we're driving through the two a.m.

haze

Lost inside the corners of a quiet maze

Trying to hold the warmth before it slips away

But the skyline's turning gray

Before the sunrise breaks the dark...

(before it breaks)

We were a spark...

Now we're driving through the two a.m.

haze Lost inside the corners of a quiet maze

Trying to hold the warmth before it slips away

But the skyline's turning gray