✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 🧚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ © 2025 Changeling Lyrics: Written by Changeling. Music & Vocals: AI-generated with Suno AI using original creative direction, musical concepts, and prompts by Changeling. Cover Artwork: AI-generated from an original concept by Changeling. May your path always find another story. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 🧚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ The screen door creaks like it did back then, Cold air slips through my sweater hem. Your jacket’s still on the kitchen chair, The scent of your cologne lingers in the air. The wind moves dust across the floor, Just like the night you closed that door. It hums the words we left unsaid, Plays them softly in my head. Summer nights on borrowed time, Barefoot we twirled beneath the moon’s shine. Your hand warm in the small of mine, We thought forever would be kind. Now winter presses on the glass, Freezing memories that passed. The wind still hums along the street, And finds the grief I still keep. The wind still knows your name by heart, It whispers soft where dreams starts. It brings the ache of our goodbye, And holds the love I can’t deny. Each breeze pulls me across the space, Loaded with memories of all we’ve faced. If hope still lingers, it drifts free— On the wind, it finds its way to me. The wind carries your voice so clear, As if you’re still standing near. In every gust, I hear your laugh, Through rustling leaves along my path. I close my eyes and feel your touch, Those quiet moments meant so much. The wind reminds me what remains— These memories make me smile through the pain. The wind reminds me of our past, The love, the laughter, shadows cast. I keep it close, then turn my face, Toward roads unknown, a new embrace. The frost will fade, as the morning glows, A new horizon softly shows. The wind still carries all we knew, And opens me to love anew. The wind still knows your name by heart, It whispers soft where dreams starts. It brings the ache of our goodbye, And holds the love I can’t deny. Each breeze pulls me across the space, Loaded with memories of all we’ve faced. If hope still lingers, it drifts free— On the wind, it finds its way to me. The wind unfolds a brand-new way, It whispers of a coming day. I leave the shadows far behind, And open up my heart and mind. I choose myself, my joy, my road, Releasing every weight I know. The wind still carries memories, And finally, it carries me.
