[Intro: Atmospheric guitar with blues undertones, jazz smooth bass - 97 BPM] [B minor, dream pop textures building contemplative mood] [Verse 1: Male vocals - rough, intimate, melancholic delivery] [Dream pop atmosphere, 90s rock guitar, soft drums, jazz smooth bass lines] Empty coffee shops and endless nights Until you walked in, changed the lights Hours melted into conversations Built these fragile expectations Sleeping with your voice in my head Waking up to words you said Finally found a reason why My heart forgot how to lie [Chorus: Full arrangement, post-rock build - 97 BPM] [Atmospheric guitars, blues influences, emotional delivery] But you were just passing through I was building dreams of me and you Now I'm left with ghosts of maybe Wondering if I'm going crazy Should have known, should have seen You were never really mine to dream Now I'm left with ghosts of maybe And the man I used to be [Verse 2: More vulnerable, building intensity] [Prog dream pop elements, guitar driven with jazz smooth undertones] Days turned into sacred hours spent Talking about where we'd never been You changed the way I saw tomorrow Made me forget about sorrow Then reality came crashing down You belonged to someone else's town I stepped back, you felt the distance Disappeared without resistance [Chorus: Peak emotional intensity - 97 BPM] [Full post-rock arrangement, 90s rock power with dream pop atmosphere] You were just passing through I was building dreams of me and you Now I'm left with ghosts of maybe Wondering if I'm going crazy Should have known, should have seen You were never really mine to dream Now I'm left with ghosts of maybe And the man I used to be [Bridge: Introspective breakdown, blues influence - 97 BPM] [Contemplative male vocals, jazz smooth instrumentation] Maybe I created something that was never there Maybe I fell in love with someone who didn't care Maybe I should have risked it all instead of thinking twice Maybe some illusions come with their own price [Modulation to F major - Final reflection] [Dream pop atmosphere lifting, but vocals remaining melancholic] [Final Chorus: Acceptance and resolution - 97 BPM] [All elements unified, contemplative rather than despairing] You were just passing through I was building dreams that couldn't come true Now I'm left with ghosts of maybe But I'm learning not to go crazy Should have known, should have seen Some things aren't meant to be Now I'm left with ghosts of maybe And the solitude that's always been me [Outro: Post-rock fade, returning to solitude - 97 BPM] [Atmospheric guitars dissolving, jazz smooth bass gentle conclusion] [Male vocals humming softly, accepting fade to silence]
