

Your keys are on the counter by the door
We don't talk about who we were before
Your suitcase stands so heavy on the floor (mmmmm)
And we could try to hold on
to the thread
But we've left too many
words unsaid
Now we're letting go,
watching it fade to gray
Nothing left to save,
nothing left to say
We built our house on shifting sand
Now you're letting go
of my hand
(oh-oh-oh) I find your coffee mug left on the shelf
Learning how to live here by myself
The silence is a heavy kind of wealth
Did we lose our way or did we grow apart?
It's a quiet ending to a heavy heart (aaahhh)
Letting go... Watching it fade...