Verse 1
Copper sunset through the blinds
Frayed collar, dust on your sleeve
You handed me a glass with ice
Said nothing that I had to read
Paperbacks stacked by the door
A photograph in my wallet of you
I told myself not now, not yet
But your silence was something true
Pre-Chorus
Is this how it starts?
Slow and quiet, like a flame on the tongue
Is this where the falling begins?
Or is it just another year to stay young
Chorus
There's a fever in the glass
A warmth that burns when you pass
I'm holding my breath for the moment
When the room starts to turn
Verse 2
Your mother made soup on the stove
The smell drifted through my window
You showed up unannounced, said nothing but smiled
Like you knew something I didn't understand
We talked about everything and nothing
Said things like we would never say
I let my guard down with your eyes locked on mine
And for a second, time just stopped in the gray
Pre-Chorus
Is this how it starts?
Slow and quiet, like a flame on the tongue
Is this where the falling begins?
Or is it just another year to stay young
Chorus
There's a fever in the glass
A warmth that burns when you pass
I'm holding my breath for the moment
When the room starts to turn
Bridge
We don't need a name, we don't need a date
Just these four walls and a cup of tea
Maybe this is the beginning of letting go
Or maybe it's just the quiet before you leave
Chorus
There's a fever in the glass
A warmth that burns when you pass
I'm holding my breath for the moment
When the room starts to turn
