Fading Conversations

Your coffee cup is on the counter still The winter light is

leaning on the sill

I hear your keys before you turn the door We hardly say

the quiet things no more

I keep my coat on standing by the stair Pretending that there's

nothing hanging in the air

You trace the table with an idle hand We run out of

the words we used to plan

And we are talking

in circles around the edge Afraid of stepping off the ledge

(holding back) How did loving

you turn into walking slow?

Watching both our hands

let go

Did you stop trying first?

Or did I

just get tired?

(we both did)

Every promise we ever made

Caught in the crossfire

We keep talking

in circles around the edge And now we've stepped right off the

ledge (we let go) How did loving

you turn into walking slow?

Watching both our hands

let go

Watching both our hands

let go

(let go)