Fading Like Rain

(hmmmm) Leaving keys on the table-top

Watching all of the motion stop (ahhh)

I hear your footsteps in the hall

But there is nothing there at all

And the room gets cold

And the story's told

We are letting go

Slowly in the dark (ohhh)

Empty frames on the dusty wall

Wondering if we had it all

Did we run out of time

To make it right?

Or did we lose our light?

Letting go

Slowly in the dark