The Face in the Rain-Stained Glass

Midnight leans against my room

Neon bleeding through the gloom

Raindrops writing on the frame

Like they're spelling out your name

Coffee's cold, the air is thin

Streetlight flickers on my skin

In the silence of the storm

I trace the place your hands were warm

Tell me now

Is it the sky that's falling down

Or just the truth I never found

There's a face in the rain-stained glass

Blurred by memories of what we had

Eyes like oceans holding back

All the words we never asked

Is it the rain that leaves so fast

Or love that couldn't last?

Every drop cuts like the past

On the face in the rain-stained glass

Taxi lights in faded gold

Make this lonely night feel old

Your reflection comes and goes

In every shadow that I know

Velvet darkness, smoky blue

Every corner smells like you

Thunder rolling soft and low

Like a truth I didn't want to know

If I breathe

Will you disappear from me?

Or stay like ghost harmony?

There's a face in the rain-stained glass

Turning fragile as the moments pass

Hands that tremble, barely strong

Holding on when you are gone

Is it the storm outside my door

Or something even more?

Every drop keeps falling past

Through the face in the rain-stained glass

Bridge (minimal, cello swells)

If I wipe the window clean

Will it change what I have seen?

Or will she still be standing there

With empty eyes and quiet prayer?

There's a face in the rain-stained glass

Learning slowly how to last

Through the hush of afterglow

Through the ache of letting go

Is it the rain that stains the night

Or tears in borrowed light?

Every drop reminds the past

I'm alone...

With the face in the rain-stained glass