💫 Do you remember… how it used to feel… 💫 You always show up when the night falls down, with that voice I know too well by now. Say my name like nothing ever changed, like time still lives inside your space. 💫 You talk about dreams you never chased, about a fate you say we misplaced. But life don’t live in “what could be”, what you didn’t do… time took from me. 💫 I don’t have another life (no, I don’t) there’s no other time (no, there’s none) If you couldn’t take the risk then I’m moving on I’m moving on 💫 And through your words and empty glasses, you tell me what we could’ve been… but love don’t live in made-up chances, if there’s no courage to begin. 💫 You call me late at night (when you’ve been drinking) say I was always yours (or so you’re thinking) 💫 But dreams don’t grow from words alone, they’re made from steps… from what is shown. 💫 I don’t have another life (no, I don’t) there’s no other time (no, there’s none) If you couldn’t take the risk then I’m moving on I’m moving on 💫 Don’t talk to me ’bout lives we’ll never live, or stories you were scared to give. Love and desire don’t hide in fear, you don’t say drunk what you couldn’t say clear. 💫 I don’t have another life… I don’t have more time… 💫 I’m moving on… I’m moving on…