I carved your name into the dusk, Where no one dares to see. The wind still walks the path we knew, But brings no trace of me. Your voice - a ghost beneath my ribs, Still stirs the blood I keep. I call your name through broken sleep, But silence answers deep. Where the wind keeps my name, Where your shadow still turns I wait like a flame In a house that still burns. If you ever look back Past the sorrow and shame You’ll find me unchanged, Where the wind keeps my name. I’ve kissed the frost upon the stone, That once knew how to feel. I speak to stars you used to count They never learned to heal. You never said goodbye. So I never stopped listening. I lit the dusk with one last vow, A whisper torn from ache. And every echo in the dark Still bears your name in quake. Where the wind keeps my name, Where your shadow still stays I burn like a prayer That the dark never prays. If your soul ever aches Like the walls of this flame Come back to the place Where the wind keeps my name. Where the wind… Where the wind… Keeps my name.
