歌詞

She lights his smoke, he tells a tale

She nods, but keeps her heart in jail

The smile she wears is soft, not sweet

She knows the line she won’t repeat

So here’s to whoever’s sitting here

No names exchanged, no voices near

Just clink the glass and pass the time

No need for love, no need for rhyme

The sax is slow, the trumpet dry

The kind of song that doesn’t lie

It fills the space, not asking much

Just lingers like a stranger’s touch

He jokes, she laughs, they play the role

But nothing real is what they hold

Another night, another face

She leaves no footprint, leaves no trace

So here’s to whoever’s sitting here

You’ll be gone and I’ll stay clear

No promises, no second round

Just music, smoke, and fading sound