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Echoes in My Hollow 1 by Jay

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Echoes in My Hollow 1 by Jay - r&b,female vocals music cover art

Echoes in My Hollow 1

r&b,female vocals

0:003:29
Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
The house is too quiet now, the walls feel too wide
Just yesterday morning, you were sleeping by my side
I trace the cold empty space where your body used to be
Every routine feels foreign, a ghost of you next to me
I try to watch a movie, but the plot just fades away
Because every single minute feels like a week since yesterday
[Pre-Chorus]
Someone, please fill my thoughts, quench my thirst
I keep trying without any answers
No words are enough, please, I beg you, no more
I can't take it no more.
[Chorus]
And all I can think about are the echoes of your hand
The way you’d gently find me, you always understand
I miss the simple safety of your fingers in my hair
That language we speak without saying a single prayer
My skin remembers your skin, and it cries for the sound
Of your touch being the softest thing I’ve ever found.
[Verse 2]
I caught your scent this evening on a t-shirt on the chair
And for one blinding second, I forgot you weren’t still here
I let the memory linger, of the weight that you possessed
When you’d pull me to your shoulder and let my worries rest
I never knew a distance could feel this physical and sharp
Like a drumbeat in my ribcage, a hollow in my heart
[Pre-Chorus]
Someone, please fill my thoughts, quench my thirst
I keep trying without any answers
No words are enough, please, I beg you, no more
I can't take it no more.
[Chorus]
And all I can think about are the echoes of your hand
The way you’d gently find me, you always understand
I miss the simple safety of your fingers in my hair
That language we speak without saying a single prayer
My skin remembers your skin, and it cries for the sound
Of your touch being the softest thing I’ve ever found.
[Bridge]
I don’t just miss the passion, or the fire we ignite
I miss the quiet comfort of your arm around me tight
The easy, constant pressure that whispers, "You belong."
That makes everything that’s broken suddenly feel strong.
[Chorus]
And all I can think about are the echoes of your hand
The way you’d gently find me, you always understand
I miss the simple safety of your fingers in my hair
That language we speak without saying a single prayer
My skin remembers your skin, and it cries for the sound
Of your touch being the softest thing I’ve ever found.
[Outro]
Come back and silence the silence.
Come back and warm up the air.
'Cause I can’t stop reaching, baby, reaching for a hand that isn’t there.
Just your hand, just your hand...
Come home.