Lyric

The hands of the clock wobbled, and the rain tapped against the window

You softly traced the edge of your sleeve, and laughed silently

Your gaze was far away, on the outskirts of town

I'm counting the words you didn't say tonight

Is this enough?

After 2 a.m

The truth feels softer than a lie

Amidst the noise, embracing only the air

Pretending that we share the silence together

My coffee has grown cold, and your name remains on my tongue

In one sip, it dissolves into the rain

Your smile folds like a paper moon

Is this enough?

After 2 a.m

The truth feels softer than a lie

Amidst the noise, embracing only the air

Pretending that we share the silence together

The hands of the clock wobbled, and the rain tapped against the window