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I was the song that made you fly,
The one you lost but can't deny.
You found another, played it clean,
But nothing hits like what we’ve been.
You played me like your favorite chord,
Felt every note, then got bored.
I sang your name in quiet skies,
Then watched you fade without goodbyes.
I gave you verses, gave you light,
Now you just echo out of sight.
But every time you hear that tune,
You’ll feel me like a haunting moon.
She might hold your hand today,
But I still live in what you play.
I was the rhythm in your soul,
Now silence is your only goal.
You traded fire for something safe,
But now your melodies feel fake.
You’ll smile, but you won’t belong —
‘Cause deep down, I was the song.
You can rewrite your whole refrain,
But I’m the lyric in your pain.
I was the song that made you fly,
The one you lost but can't deny.
You found another, played it clean,
But nothing hits like what we’ve been.
Even when the music fades,
I’ll echo in your quiet days.
I was the song that made you fly,
The one you lost but can't deny.
You found another, played it clean,
But nothing hits like what we’ve been.
I was the song that made you fly,
The one you lost but can't deny.
You found another, played it clean,
But nothing hits like what we’ve been.
So when the world feels loud and wrong —
Just know… I was the song.
