The Longest Hour 3

Verse

Amber glass on the windowsill

Copper light through the cracks in the wall

Your fingers find mine like a map to recall

This is how we end up right here still

The room's gone quiet but it's not gone cold

Just a different kind that you've learned to hold

Fading city outside where we used to roam

Now this worn couch feels like home

Pre-Chorus

Maybe it's the hours or maybe it's the way

You always find the softest thing in here to say

Whatever it is, I want to stay right here tonight

Where your voice becomes the only light

That we need

Chorus

The longest hour

Is the one that holds on after dark

When the day decides to leave us with its spark

It's not how long but where you take me in the dark

The longest hour is this, and I want it again

With your hands still warm against my skin

Verse 2

Last of the coffee's gone, just a ring on the plate

Your eyes stay open when I start to fade

You tell a story 'bout something we both forgot

I'm listening close where our voices get caught

The shadows on your neck are like the lines on an old map

Leading me through streets that only you know how to track

I don't need it back outside with all its noise and pace

Just this small light between us, burning in a smaller space

Pre-Chorus

Maybe it's the hours or maybe it's the way

You always find the softest thing in here to say

Whatever it is, I want to stay right here tonight

Where your voice becomes the only light

That we need

Chorus

The longest hour

Is the one that holds on after dark

When the day decides to leave us with its spark

It's not how long but where you take me in the dark

The longest hour is this, and I want it again

With your hands still warm against my skin

Bridge

We don't need a countdown or a clock on the wall

Just your fingers tracing out the shape of us both small

This isn't just time passing, this is time staying true

In the quiet between what used to be and what we do next too

Chorus

The longest hour

Is the one that holds on after dark

When the day decides to leave us with its spark

It's not how long but where you take me in the dark

The longest hour is this, and I want it again

With your hands still warm against my skin