Verse
Streetlights blur through the windshield glass
Your duffel bag on the seat at last
Radio hums something soft and slow
Neither one of us wants to go
Fog on the mirror, your thumb wipes it clear
Six a.m. and the platform's near
I'm folding your scarf like I'll need the smell
Long after the whistle, long after the bell
Pre-Chorus
So how do I hold you
And still let you fly
Tell me how the leaving
Can feel this much like sky
Chorus
We're lost in the haze
But I swear it's not goodbye
It's gold at the edges
Of a gray November sky
I'll find you in the static
Every mile, every phase
'Cause love's still a lighthouse
Even lost in the haze
Verse
Your ticket stub is stuck in my coat
I keep it folded next to the note
The station clock ticks loud on the wall
Steam on the tracks like it's swallowing all
I watch the train become a silver line
Counting the seconds, counting mine
The platform empties, the cold moves in
But something warm keeps starting again
Pre-Chorus
So how do I hold you
And still let you fly
Tell me how the leaving
Can feel this much like sky
Chorus
We're lost in the haze
But I swear it's not goodbye
It's gold at the edges
Of a gray November sky
I'll find you in the static
Every mile, every phase
'Cause love's still a lighthouse
Even lost in the haze
Bridge
Maybe the fog's just a door swinging wide
Maybe the missing is proof, not the tide
I'll trade the ache for the shape of the view
Every gray morning still leads back to you
Chorus
We're lost in the haze
But I swear it's not goodbye
It's gold at the edges
Of a gray November sky
I'll find you in the static
Every mile, every phase
'Cause love's still a lighthouse
Even lost in the haze
Still a lighthouse
Even lost in the haze