The room was still, the clock ran slow
Your laugh replayed in undertones
I poured my heart in porcelain
And waited while the steam rose in
There’s something in the space between
The warmth, the glance, the in-betweens
Like cream and echo, subtle blend
A sweetness that I can’t pretend
You weren’t loud, but you remained
Inside the sound I can’t explain
Cream and echo, soft refrain
Your laugh replayed in undertones
I poured my heart in porcelain
And waited while the steam rose in
There’s something in the space between
The warmth, the glance, the in-betweens
Like cream and echo, subtle blend
A sweetness that I can’t pretend
You weren’t loud, but you remained
Inside the sound I can’t explain
Cream and echo, soft refrain