Stained fingers in the cup (wersja 2)

Verse

Fingerprints hold a memory of steam

Stained along the rim, it doesn't fade

Cups keep telling the story I've been

Ink seeps out where your coffee had

Left this ring behind like an echo on my hand

Bitter and warm, not just tea and sugar

It's the way you pressed that first small cup to mine

Pre-Chorus

And maybe that's enough

Maybe every stain is a kind of proof

You were here once

In this quiet and in me

Chorus

Stained fingers in the cup

Still feeling your warmth come up

Every sip I take brings you back

Fingerprints we can't erase, never look back

Verse

Bread knife on the counter holds a line

Where the edge was sharp against my palm that night

Your mom's recipe on the kitchen wall

Now there's oil from your hands where it all began

I don't need the words we said

These are the things the body remembers instead

Stains on the linens, candle smoke up high

All of this is a map I follow back to you

Pre-Chorus

And maybe that's enough

Maybe every stain is a kind of proof

You were here once

In this quiet and in me

Chorus

Stained fingers in the cup

Still feeling your warmth come up

Every sip I take brings you back

Fingerprints we can't erase, never look back

Bridge

Not just what's on the surface

It's underneath where it counts

I'm not asking for a signature

Just keep wearing me out with love this way

Chorus

Stained fingers in the cup

Still feeling your warmth come up

Every sip I take brings you back

Fingerprints we can't erase, never look back