Lyric

You left your coat on the kitchen chair

Rain on the sleeve, your scent in the air

I found a receipt from a corner café

Folded the date and tucked it away

I don't need a sign

I can read the room

Every little silence

Makes more space for you

Come back with the morning in your hands

Tell me we can start where we still stand

No grand promises, no perfect plan

Just your name and mine, and a second chance

The old piano has a chipped white key

Still finds the shape of you and me

I play it softly while the kettle sings

A small familiar tune with unfinished wings

I don't need a sign

I can read the room

Every little silence

Makes more space for you

Come back with the morning in your hands

Tell me we can start where we still stand

No grand promises, no perfect plan

Just your name and mine, and a second chance

If the door is heavy, I'll hold it wide

If your heart is guarded, leave it outside

We can take the long way, room by room

Make a little daylight out of what we knew

Come back with the morning in your hands

Tell me we can start where we still stand

No grand promises, no perfect plan

Just your name and mine, and a second chance

Your name and mine

A second chance