Lyric

Second thoughts on a silver night

You held my hand, but your grip felt light

We said “it’s fine,” like we meant it whole

But fine’s not love, and warm’s not gold

You laughed too quick, I blinked too long

There’s something missing in our favorite song

The silence crept like steam on glass

I traced a heart, then let it pass

Second thoughts on a silver night

You held my hand, but your grip felt light

We said “it’s fine,” like we meant it whole

But fine’s not love, and warm’s not gold

Your eyes were here, but looking past

Like watching reruns that couldn’t last

I asked you twice if you were okay

You nodded slow, then looked away

Second thoughts on a silver night

You held my hand, but your grip felt light

We said “it’s fine,” like we meant it whole

But fine’s not love, and warm’s not gold

Not every crack means it’s gonna break

But sometimes hearts just need the ache

To know the shape of what they missed

Not all regret begins with a kiss

Second thoughts on a silver night

You held my hand, but your grip felt light

We said “it’s fine,” like we meant it whole

But fine’s not love, and warm’s not gold