BLR, Amber Revival — Cold Regrets

Your name is not on the door anymore
I tried so hard to forget you
I walk through the rooms and your stuff's on the floor
Your laughter's on the hall
Like an echo
Hold my hand
The way you used to do
Call my name
The cross
Cold regrets, empty spaces, and your faces on our mind
Shadow thoughts, fragile traces, And the silence
So unkind