[Intro]
(Soft piano, ambient pad — breathy, close)
[Verse 1]
Streetlight puddles on the pavement, cold and gold,
A scratched café table, our initials half-told.
You hum that song on repeat, it grazes the quiet,
The neon outside our window still remembers the night.
[Pre-Chorus]
I feel the weight of yesterdays, small and loud,
A paperplane of promises folding in the clouds.
But under all the noise there’s a pulse that stays—
Your voice in the dark, a beacon through the haze.
[Chorus]
This is where it all began — the lipstick stain on your coffee cup,
Where we learned to stay and where we learned to walk away.
From ash on the counter, we stole sparks and kept them up,
Looking for a better sky, counting bruises into day.
[Verse 2]
Denim cuff, a dent in your old guitar case,
The smell of rain on vinyl, the echo of your face.
We carved our names into the bench by the pier,
Sat on borrowed time and called it a souvenir.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I carried yesterday like coins in my coat,
Spent a few on forgiveness, kept the rest like a note.
Now the radio skips to the line we always said—
I’m learning to answer different, not hang on what's dead.
[Chorus]
This is where it all began — the lipstick stain on your coffee cup,
Where we learned to stay and where we learned to walk away.
From ash on the counter, we stole sparks and kept them up,
Looking for a better sky, counting bruises into day.
[Bridge]
(Strip it to piano — honest, raw)
I kept your lighter in my pocket like a map of broken cities,
Lit the tickets we tore in half, watched how the edges turned to pretty.
Confession: I kept the scar of your goodbye like a secret I could breathe,
Now I trace the line and realize the map was mine to leave.
[Final Chorus]
This is where it all began — the coffee cup, the crooked plan,
Where we learned to stay, and then learned how to stand again.
From those ashes I took flight, fingers full of borrowed light,
Looking at a kinder sky, singing a new song tonight.
[Outro]
(Full-band lush harmonies, half-time drum lift into last line, then soft piano fade)
This is where it all began — and I am learning where I end.
