The moonlight whispers secrets to the tide,
But it’s you, darling, who stays on my mind.
The saxophone sighs a melancholic tune,
Yet all I see is your shadow in the room.
The clock ticks slow, though time's meant to heal,
Yet your laughter lingers, it’s all too real.
The coffee’s cold, untouched since dawn,
Because the scent of you hasn’t quite gone.
Can’t forget about you, though I’ve tried, it’s true.
Your melody laces every note I pursue.
Even in silence, your song plays anew,
Can’t forget about you—won’t let myself do.
The city hums as the night unfolds,
But your memory grips me, so tight, so bold.
Streetlights blink as if to chide,
Yet only your glow burns deep inside.
Fingers trace shadows that aren’t really there,
Every step forward feels thin as the air.
The sax’s solo cries, a lover’s despair,
How do I move when you’re everywhere?
Can’t forget about you, though I’ve tried, it’s true.
Your melody laces every note I pursue.
Even in silence, your song plays anew,
Can’t forget about you—won’t let myself do.