

Glass reflections on a quiet night
Lines drawn in frost across the pane
Words left hanging in the cool air
Steady steps across the marble floor
Tension builds in measured tones
Hold the distance, keep the grace
Polished lines in perfect place
Cool and clear, we drift away (ahhh)
Silent glances through the pane
Shadows of a former flame
Measured words that never land
Let the silence speak its part
Tension held within the heart
Hold the distance, keep the grace
Polished lines in perfect place
Cool and clear, we drift away (ahhh)
Drift away (ahhh)