Lyrics
[Verse 1] You still knock before you enter, Even though you own no key. You pour yourself a cup of silence And sit across from me. The kettle hums your favorite note. The window learns your face. Funny how an empty chair Can still take up so much space. [Chorus] You're a ghost with good manners. You never make a scene. You only haunt the little places In between. Between my first cup of coffee, And the last bird at sundown. I don't invite you anymore— You just know your way around. [Verse 2] The moon keeps borrowing your smile. The creek repeats your name. I ask the wind to drop the subject, It shrugs and does the same. My mind's a dog without a leash. It still runs where you stood. My heart just laughs and throws a stick. "Go on," it says. "Be good." [Bridge] Maybe longing isn't broken. Maybe it just hates goodbyes. Maybe every closed door leaves A little porch light in our eyes. The mountain doesn't chase the echo. It lets it come and go. I'm trying to learn What the mountain knows. [Final Chorus] You're a ghost with good manners. You always leave before dawn. One day you'll forget my address... Or maybe I will. Either way, I'll keep a light on For whoever finally arrives— Even if It's only me.