[Verse 1] There’s thunder sleeping in the walls, A secret breathing through the hall. Your voice — a shadow, half recalled, Still answers when I call. [Pre-Chorus] And love, it speaks in borrowed tongues, Through window glass and telephones. You send your heart in letters sung, But I still dance alone. [Chorus] Oh, the way the light falls — soft, unsure, Through lace and time and something pure. If I could hold it, I’d hold you too, The day begins, but I am blue. [Verse 2] Paris se souvient des pas perdus, Les murs respirent ton nom, connu. You said Harlem burns with tender soul — Je chante entre la neige et l’aube. [Pre-Chorus] L’amour s’écrit sans voix, sans loi, Un cri caché derrière les doigts. Tu vis encore dans mes accords, Dans mes silences d’or. [Chorus] Oh, the way the light falls — soft, unsure, Through lace and time and something pure. If I could hold it, I’d hold you too, The day begins, but I am blue. [Bridge] Maybe love’s just smoke and prayer, Une chanson qu’on oublie dans l’air. Still, I hum it when I’m scared — You’re everywhere, you’re nowhere there. [Chorus - Final] Oh, the way the light falls — soft, unsure, Comme tombe la lumière, si pure. The day drifts out, the night breaks through, Et je t’aime encore — malgré tout. [Outro] (Soft vocal ad-libs, strings swell, fade with brushed drums and layered harmonies.)
