Lyric

Your perfume still lives in the sheets

Morning light spills across the streets

No more motion, no more sound

Just your echo still hanging around

まだ香りが残ってる

The curtains are moving in pale sunrise air

Your shadow still feels like it’s resting there

The city went quiet sometime before dawn

But I still feel you after you’re gone

I’m listening close to the shape of your breath

Like the night never really ended yet

No need for words and no need for a line

The silence already says you were mine

The room is still warm, the atmosphere deep

A feeling I’m probably never gonna leave

Silver light falling across the floor

Making me miss you a little bit more

The final echo, steady and slow

Still hearing your voice in the afterglow

Beyond the silence of the city street

There’s still a trace of you all around me

Every little memory plays so low

Like smoke still trapped in the morning glow

Quiet morning’s coming now

But part of this night still lives with me

Your coffee cup’s still by the side of the bed

Your lipstick mark still stained in red

The neon faded hours ago

But your warmth still lingers in the room below

I trace the lines where your fingers stayed

Like something too beautiful to fully fade

Outside the skyline is turning white

But I still feel wrapped in last night

The room is still warm, the atmosphere deep

A feeling I’m probably never gonna leave

Silver light falling across the floor

Making me miss you a little bit more

The final echo, steady and slow

Still hearing your voice in the afterglow

Beyond the silence of the city street

There’s still a trace of you all around me

Every little memory plays so low

Like smoke still trapped in the morning glow

Your warmth still lingers in the room

But part of this night still lives with me

No music playing, no TV light

Only the remains of another night

Your perfume floating through quiet air

Like your heartbeat’s somehow still here

The sky keeps brightening over the town

But I’m not ready to put this down

The final echo, steady and slow

Still hearing your voice in the afterglow

Beyond the silence of the city street

There’s still a trace of you all around me

Every little memory plays so low

Like smoke still trapped in the morning glow

Quiet morning’s coming now

But part of this night still lives with me

Your perfume still lives in the sheets

Morning light spills across the streets

Even when the city wakes again

I still feel you underneath my skin

The final echo

Still here with me