Lyric

Met at the deli door

Hands full of heavy things

A laugh fell to the floor

And changed the shape of spring

Your coat had rain on it

Mine had a bus-run stain

We shared one borrowed seat

And said our names in vain

Then the room got small

Then the clock got thin

One look and the whole damn world

Let the hurt creep in

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

Love leaves marks that stay

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

If this goes away

Let it go that way

Now the cups all crowd the sink

And the door creaks like before

Some days the quiet talks

Some days it asks for more

I keep the little ring

On the chain near my chest

Not a promise I can sell

Just a weight I never left

Then the room got small

Then the clock got thin

One look and the whole damn world

Let the hurt creep in

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

Love leaves marks that stay

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

If this goes away

Let it go that way

We were never made of glass

We were made of breath and skin

A handprint in the dust

And a door that won’t close in

So if dawn comes hard

And pulls our names apart

I’ll keep the part of us

That lived inside my heart

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

Love leaves marks that stay

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

Hold me through the fade

If this goes away

Let it go that way