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You said “it’s fine”
But your fork just chased your plate
Little laugh
Then your eyes looked far away
All these words
That we fold and misplace
Same room
But the meaning drifts off into space
We get lost in translation
Same page
Different language again
You touch my hand like a question
I answer with silence instead
All these tiny misunderstandings
Turn a whisper into a war
We get lost in translation
Standing inches apart at the door
You hate goodbyes
So you slam them like a gate
I stay quiet
’cause I think that gives you space
You hear distance
I just hear my heart race
Funny how
Both our versions feel like grace
We get lost in translation
Same page
Different language again
You touch my hand like a question
I answer with silence instead
All these tiny misunderstandings
Turn a whisper into a war
We get lost in translation
Standing inches apart at the door
Tell me what it sounds like in your head
Draw it on my shoulder
Every thread
Circle every feeling that I miss
Underline the part where we still fit
We get lost in translation
Same page
Different language again
You touch my hand like a question
I answer with silence instead
All these tiny misunderstandings
Turn a whisper into a war
We get lost in translation
Standing inches apart at the door