Your picture's still on the shelf Dust around it, I didn't move a thing I hold myself in this chair Like it could somehow bring you back to me Half of me Still whispers your name so quietly Half of me Learned how to live with the empty Half of me Wants to sleep, disappear, feel safe And the other half Just wants to stay right here with me The wind slips under the door Smells like night and cold café I read the letters I know by heart Searching for something I can't explain Half of me Still whispers your name so quietly Half of me Learned how to live with the empty Half of me Wants to run, wants to scream, wants you And the other half Just wants to stay right here with me If I saw you now Would I smile or break down? If you touched my hand Would I turn back around? Half of me Still whispers your name so quietly Half of me Is tired of chasing your destiny Half of me Is trying to move on without a sign And the other half Is still waiting for something left behind