Salt in the Sunroom Window (έκδοση 2)

Verse

Salt in the sunroom window, tracing the shape of my thumb

Copper light catching dust on the blinds we never got to run

Your jacket's still hanging on the chair by the door

Pre-Chorus

So how do I let go when the ache feels so real?

How do I know which pieces are worth keeping, and what's just part of the feel

Chorus

Maybe it's okay to leave something behind

Salt in the window, gold on my skin this time

I'll hold onto nothing but the way you looked at me that day

Salt in the sunroom window, we rise into gold every way

Verse 2

Your guitar still leans against the wall where you left it last week

A note's been playing softly on repeat for weeks I keep

Pre-Chorus

So how do I let go when the ache feels so real?

How do I know which pieces are worth keeping, and what's just part of the feel

Chorus

Maybe it's okay to leave something behind

Salt in the window, gold on my skin this time

I'll hold onto nothing but the way you looked at me that day

Salt in the sunroom window, we rise into gold every way

Bridge

The pain's still here, but it's not mine alone

It belongs to us, like a color I don't own

So let it fade soft on my skin like the tide

I'm learning how to hold onto light instead of goodbyes

Chorus

Maybe it's okay to leave something behind

Salt in the window, gold on my skin this time

I'll hold onto nothing but the way you looked at me that day

Salt in the sunroom window, we rise into gold every way