[Verse 1] The night folds in like an unmailed page, Ink runs thin at the edge of your name. I trace the skyline from an empty bed, Every light’s a thought I never said. It’s too late to call, too soon to sleep, I’m somewhere between what I lost and keep. The rain taps code on the window frame, But it’s not enough to call you by name. --- [Pre-Chorus] I’ve been talking to the walls all week, They don’t answer but they let me speak. And I’d walk these miles just to hear your tone, But this city was built for staying alone. --- [Chorus] These are the letters I’ll never send, Words out loud but they never bend. To reach your door, to cross that line, To take you back from the hands of time. These letters never sent still know your name, Like the sea remembers the rain. --- [Verse 2] There’s a clock downtown that forgets the hours, I sit beneath it when the sky turns sour. Every stranger feels a little like you, Until they turn and prove it untrue. I’ve been counting nights in coffee spoons, Marking days by the shape of moons. Every street is a thread I pull, Unraveling the thought of you in full. --- [Pre-Chorus] I’ve been talking to the walls all week, They don’t answer but they let me speak. And I’d walk these miles just to hear your tone, But this city was built for staying alone. --- [Chorus] These are the letters I’ll never send, Words out loud but they never bend. To reach your door, to cross that line, To take you back from the hands of time. These letters never sent still know your name, Like the sea remembers the rain. --- [Bridge] Maybe someday I’ll find that street, Where the air feels lighter and the sky’s complete. But until the road bends toward your door, I’ll keep my words folded, nothing more. --- [Verse 3] The rain slows down but the night stays wide, And I’m still here on the other side. Breathing in what the dark won’t keep, A promise made to the ghosts I meet. Every step feels the way you sound, When your voice is lost and can’t be found. --- [Final Chorus] These are the letters I’ll never send, Words out loud but they never bend. To reach your door, to cross that line, To take you back from the hands of time. These letters never sent still know your name, Like the sea remembers the rain. --- [Outro] I hold them close, let the ink run thin… And start another I won’t send again.
