Heart's Empty Space ext v2.2.1.1.1.2

Heart's Empty Space ext v2.2.1.1.1.2

2024-04-19

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Heart's Empty Space ext v2.2.1.1.1.2

2024-04-19

Lyrics

In the spaces between my sheets and me Lies a hollow cold, where you should be (Where you should be) [Pre-Chorus] It's a quiet ache, a constant throb A heart that beats for the love it's lost Your shadow lingers, I try to chase But it fades in corners where we'd embrace I miss the smiles (your smile) There's an empty space beside my heart And it's all 'cause you withdrew Memories can't fill the gap you start So I'm lost without my boo (No, no) And that's the heaviness I carry each day (Can't believe you're gone, no, no) Every picture frame (Your face) Just a ghost of your sweet embrace Tears falling like the rain In my world only clouds remain (Now you're gone, oh gone) How I'm aching for your touch I crave (Miss you more each day, oh) Under these silent stars (Silent stars) I reach for a dream that's no longer ours My pillow holds whispers of your name (Your name) I'm tangled in memories, igniting the flame [Chorus] With every beat of this lonely heart (Oh, my heart) I'm sifting through the past, we're worlds apart In the rhythm of the lonely nights (Lonely nights) Our song plays on, but it ain't right (Just ain't right) [Pre-Chorus] It echoes harsh, through empty rooms (So empty) My shadow dances, but misses your moves (Where are you now) In the silence (the silence) My soul cries out, for your return Cushions sunk, where we used to sit together (together) Laughter's ghost that haunts my weathered leather I hear your whispers in the rustling trees A symphony of us carried on the breeze [Verse 3] Photos grin, but your laughter's silent In the mirror, my eyes search an absent client As I wander through our hollow home (This empty space) Every echo sings of being alone A canvas stretched with broken lines Where your colours bled into mine Empty closet, scent just a trace (It lingers on) A vacant hanger swings in its place