Your coat on the chair
Like you never came back
Cold tea in the sink
And a half-faded track
I keep the curtains closed
Even at noon
The room holds your shape
Then lets it go too soon
And I walk through the dust
Like it knows my name
I say I'm fine
But it sounds the same
Pale solitude
Pale solitude
You leave a mark in the quiet
Pale solitude
Pale solitude
I still reach for your side of the night
The bowl by the door
Still has your keys
I turn them in my hand
Like they might speak to me
Your name on my phone
Stays lit and dim
I don't press call
I just stare at it again
And I walk through the dust
Like it knows my name
I say I'm fine
But it sounds the same
Pale solitude
Pale solitude
You leave a mark in the quiet
Pale solitude
Pale solitude
I still reach for your side of the night
If I open the窗
Let the hard day in
Would the ache get smaller
Or begin again
I miss your laugh
In the next room air
I miss the way
You made living feel there
Pale solitude
Pale solitude
You leave a mark in the quiet
Pale solitude
Pale solitude
I still reach for your side of the night
