Sunlight crawls across the floorboards slow Like honey poured from yesterday I thought I’d hear a knock, a phone ring low But calendars just turned to gray Coffee rings on pages left unread While seasons stacked up by the door Did I miss the signal in the static hum? Was it waving when I blinked? And still the clock hands drift like smoke Another year dissolves in tea I kept the chair pulled out for you But time won’t wait for company Oh-oh, oh-oh Pages curl at edges, soft and brown Oh-oh, oh-oh I'm still here, but not the same somehow Your voice lives in the dial tone now A ghost inside the receiver’s shell I trace the routes we didn’t take somehow On maps that faded long ago The kettle sings its empty song again As evening pulls the blinds down low Was the future always this quiet? Or did I mute it with my doubt? And still the clock hands drift like smoke Another year dissolves in tea I kept the chair pulled out for you But time won’t wait for company Maybe growing older isn’t loss Just learning how to hold less tight To moments meant to pass right through Like wind through fingers in the night Oh-oh, oh-oh Dust dances where your shadow stood Oh-oh, oh-oh I understand now, it never would It never would Stay