[Verse 1] I found an old game in a box last night, Dust on the cover, but it still felt alive. A little piece of plastic, a thousand nights, A younger me waiting on the other side. I could almost hear the laughter in the room, Controllers in our hands, nowhere else to be. We thought those days would last forever, We never knew forever meant memory. [Pre-Chorus] And sometimes it’s a smell, Sometimes it’s a song, Sometimes it’s a street I haven’t walked in so long. And suddenly I’m standing Where I used to belong. [Chorus] These are the little goodbyes, The ones nobody sees. To places, names and faces, To who we used to be. A photograph, a broken toy, A rose that’s lost its life, Still somehow holding pieces Of another time. We don’t lose it all at once, It disappears in little ways. A door that closes, A shop that fades, A friend who becomes a stranger Without a single word to say. These are the little goodbyes, The quiet ones we keep inside. [Verse 2] There’s a corner store I used to know, Where I’d buy my magazines after school. The sign is gone, the windows changed, But I still remember being that fool. Running home with stories in my hands, Dreaming I could live inside those worlds. Back when every afternoon was endless, And the future hadn’t happened yet. [Pre-Chorus] And sometimes it’s a sound, Sometimes it’s the rain, Sometimes somebody laughs And they don’t even know your name. And for a second I’m a child again, Before everything had changed. [Chorus] These are the little goodbyes, The ones nobody sees. To places, names and faces, To who we used to be. A memory card, an empty street, A friendship left behind, Small little pieces Of a life I can’t rewind. We don’t lose it all at once, It disappears in little ways. A door that closes, A shop that fades, A friend who becomes a stranger Without a single word to say. These are the little goodbyes, The quiet ones we keep inside. [Bridge] And I don’t want to forget them, Even if they hurt sometimes. I’d rather carry every echo Than erase the better times. Because they were real, Even if they’re gone. They were my world For a little while. And maybe growing older Is learning how to smile When something beautiful Can only live in your mind. [Final Chorus] These are the little goodbyes, The ones nobody hears. The childhoods left behind us, The ghosts of younger years. The friends who meant forever But couldn’t stay for life, The places that still find us When we’re driving home at night. We don’t lose it all at once, We let it fade in little ways. But every now and then The past comes back And whispers our old name. So keep the little treasures, Keep the stories if you can. Keep the smell of summer, Keep the photograph in your hands. Because one day we’ll look back And finally realize: We weren’t losing everything— We were learning How to say goodbye. [Outro] Little goodbyes… Little pieces of light. Little ghosts of who we were Still walking home tonight. And maybe that’s what growing up is… Not forgetting. Just learning to carry it.
