Paper Heart Stories

Snow on the windows,

coffee gone cold

I wrote your name in the frost on the pane Phone on

the table, messages bold But none of them say what I need

to explain

Feet on the pavement,

city asleep

Montreal lights in the rearview blur Conversations replay on repeat

Every word that I wish I had heard

I keep the lights low,

heart on the line

Something is shifting inside of the night

We were fire in the frost,

burning too bright

Now the ashes are falling like snow in the light

I scream it out loud just to feel something real This catharsis

is all that I have left to feel (oh oh)

Empty apartment, records still stacked Your sweater still smells like the rain

on the street I trace every corner where we laughed Now silence

is louder than any heartbeat Late night decisions,

pages I tear Writing it down just to let it all go

Montreal winter, cold in the air But the fire inside me is

starting to show

We were fire in the frost,

burning too bright

Now the ashes are falling like snow in the light

I scream it out loud just to feel something real This catharsis

is all that I have left to feel (yeah)

All the words I held back now explode in the dark

Glitter and shadow, the beat of my heart

I tear down the walls that I built overnight And the music

gets louder under the moonlight

We were fire in the frost (oh oh)

Now the ashes are falling