Your picture's still on the shelf
Dust around it, I didn't move a thing
I hold myself in this chair
Like it could somehow bring you back to me

Half of me
Still whispers your name so quietly
Half of me
Learned how to live with the empty
Half of me
Wants to sleep, disappear, feel safe
And the other half
Just wants to stay right here with me

The wind slips under the door
Smells like night and cold café
I read the letters I know by heart
Searching for something I can't explain

Half of me
Still whispers your name so quietly
Half of me
Learned how to live with the empty
Half of me
Wants to run, wants to scream, wants you
And the other half
Just wants to stay right here with me

If I saw you now
Would I smile or break down?
If you touched my hand
Would I turn back around?

Half of me
Still whispers your name so quietly
Half of me
Is tired of chasing your destiny
Half of me
Is trying to move on without a sign
And the other half
Is still waiting for something left behind