You slipped in like a quiet tune,
Softly rewrote all my blues.
Now the colors that I see,
Are shades you left in me.
Time may fade your face,
But not the trace you made.
Oh, the part you changed, it stays with me,
A breath, a spark, a memory.
Where you end, I begin—
You live on under my skin.
Some days I hear you in the rain,
A whisper calling out my name.
Even shadows know it’s true—
The light they miss was you.
Seasons turn, worlds away,
But some things never fade.
Oh, the part you changed, it stays with me,
A breath, a spark, a memory.
Where you end, I begin—
You live on under my skin.
If love is just a fleeting sound,
Why do I still feel it now?
Like a ghost, like gravity—
The part of you still tied to me.
Oh, the part you changed, it stays with me,
Not just a wound, not just a need.
Where you end, I begin—
You’re gone… but still within.
Now I’m the song, you’re the note—
Silent, but never broke.