(Verse 1)
I’m sitting at the desk where we used to draw our plans
With a pen that’s shaking in my heavy, tired hands
I tried to write a letter, tried to find the words to say
But the ink is just a stain on a page that’s turning gray
You used to be the fire, the spark inside the wood
But now you’re just a silence I never understood.
(Pre-Chorus)
I thought a thin sheet of paper was the easiest thing to tear
Until I felt the frost hanging in the summer air.
(Chorus)
And it’s colder than paper, thinner than a lie
A love that’s lost its color, a sun that’s left the sky
I’m reaching for a heartbeat but I’m touching something dead
Just a stack of empty promises and things we never said
You can burn a page for warmth, you can fold it till it breaks
But there’s no shelter from the winter that a hollow"sorry" makes
It’s a sharp, white silence, a winter in the soul
And I’m just a scrap of paper that’s lost all its control.
(Verse 2)
They say that words have power, that they can build a home
But yours were just a blueprint for a life I live alone
I’m tracing over signatures of a person I don’t know
Watching how the graphite starts to look like fallen snow
There’s no weight to your"I love you," no substance in your touch
Funny how a little thing can hurt me quite this much.
(Bridge)
I’m waiting for a spark, for a flicker, for a sign
But the edges of my heart are starting to align
With the flat, white nothingness of a story with no end
Just a message left on"read" that I’ll never try to send.
(Chorus)
Because it’s colder than paper, thinner than a lie
A love that lost its color, a sun that left the sky
I’m reaching for a heartbeat but I’m touching something dead
Just a stack of empty promises and things we never said
You can burn a page for warmth, you can fold it till it breaks
But there’s no shelter from the winter that a hollow"sorry" makes
It’s a sharp, white silence, a winter in the soul
And I’m just a scrap of paper that’s lost all its control.
(Outro)
The wind is blowing through the room...
And I’m drifting toward the door.
I’m just a page you crumpled...
And left here on the floor.
