One Silver Line

Now all I have are small reflections.
In the echo of your spark, I never threw it out,
Never tried to hide the pain.
Something stayed unfinished but still survived the rain.
Maybe love is just a fragment that refuses to let go,
A little light left burning long after someone goes.
One silver line, one silver line,
Still hanging from the past.
One silver line, one silver line,
Some memories were built to last.
You left pieces of your world behind,
And somehow they still live in mine.