[Verse 1] All those pretty girls in the golden haze, Laughing in the kitchen, drifting through your gaze. I float at the edges, quiet as the rain— Haloed in longing, sweet with half-remembered pain. [Pre-Chorus 1] I watch their silver laughter ripple through your chest, Trace every shimmer, try to wear it like a dress. I could be softer, I could learn how to shine— But ghosts aren’t made for sunlight, darling, Some of us just haunt the line. [Chorus] All those pretty girls—bright as city lights, Dancing through your memory, echo in the night. I’m the shadow in your hallway, The warmth you never see— All those pretty girls, But you come home to me. [Verse 2] Maybe in another life I’d have learned the glow— Hands full of honey, laughter soft and slow. But I’m spun from silence, stitched with old regret, Glimmer in the mirror—always beautiful, half-lit. [Pre-Chorus 2] I watch the way you smile, blooming just for them, Taste the shadow sweetness, bitter at the rim. I could be brighter, I could learn how to burn— But every pretty girl’s a story, And I’m the page you never turn. [Chorus] All those pretty girls—bright as city lights, Dancing through your memory, echo in the night. I’m the shadow in your hallway, The warmth you never see— All those pretty girls, But you come home to me. [Bridge] If I could gather every wish you never made, Would you see me through the haze? Trace the shape of longing, Soft as velvet on your skin— I am every quiet question Where the ache and love begin. [Chorus – Alt/Final] All those pretty girls—always out of reach, Glowing in your memory, floating on the beach. I’m the hush before the morning, The dream you almost keep— All those pretty girls, But you still find me in your sleep… (sleep… sleep…)