LYRIC FOR SALE

By JP doValle aka TRINITY MEDIA ENTERTAINMENT

[Verse 1]
I can almost touch the silence, in this empty home,
Not much here to find, just echoes and the unknown.
Trinkets you left behind, reminders of our day,
Like that yard garden gnome, resting where it lay.

[Chorus]
It's always the same routine,
Staring at these blank four walls,
Recalling all those little dreams,
The films we never saw,
Running wild, just you and me,
Until the nightfall calls,
And I'm stuck in the same ol' scene,
As the loneliness still sprawls.

[Verse 2]
Every little thing that goes,
Leaves us a touch, a cry inside,
Fading whispers of our love,
In places we both used to confide.
When will time fly, bring you back?
Leaves us with a smell, like old cologne,
And memories are scattered like leaves,
In this house that feels so alone.

[Chorus]
It's always the same routine,
Staring at these blank four walls,
Recalling all those little dreams,
The films we never saw,
Running wild, just you and me,
Until the nightfall calls,
And I'm stuck in the same ol' scene,
As the loneliness still sprawls.

[Bridge]
Oh, the laughter haunts these halls,
With every footstep I take,
Can't help but feel the love you held,
How my heart still aches.
I find you in fragments, in the shadows and dust,
But every dawn breaks anew, just reminds me of what I lost.

[Chorus]
It's always the same routine,
Staring at these blank four walls,
Recalling all those little dreams,
The films we never saw,
Running wild, just you and me,
Until the nightfall calls,
And I'm stuck in the same ol' scene,
As the loneliness still sprawls.

[Outro]
Why did you say goodbye?
Leaving echoes where I stand,
In this empty home, I search for you,
But it’s just me, and this empty land.
Each trinket, just a memory,
A part of your gentle touch,
In this silence, I whisper your name,
In a home that feels too much.