The crosswalk blinks its quiet red,
I stand where you once kissed my head.
Your sweater scent still haunts the air,
It feels unfair you’re not here.
I hear your footsteps in my sleep,
A rhythm my heart tries to keep.
Even the city knows it’s true—
Every street still leads to you.
Take me back to the place we loved,
Take me back to the days of us.
I’m calling out to you…you…
I’m still in love with you…you.
The river shines with silver light,
Just like the night you held me tight.
I trace the railing where we stood,
Wish I could bring you back for good.
Your voice returns in quiet waves,
A memory that gently shakes.
The more the seasons start to fall,
The more your absence fills it all.
Take me back to the place we loved,
Take me back to the days of us.
I’m calling out to you…you…
I’m still in love with you…you.
If distance is the price of time,
Then let this longing redefine
The parts of me you used to hold—
I need you more than words can show.
Take me back to the place we loved,
Take me back to the days of us.
I’m calling out to you…you…
I’m still in love with you…you.
Take me back to the place we loved,
Take me back to the days of us.
I’m calling out to you…you…
I’m still in love with you…you…you.
