MALFA, YORAYE — Blue perfume

You came like smoke through an open door
Barefoot silence on a marble floor
I heard your name in the radio hiss
A broken prayer on a stranger’s lips
Your eyes were dark, but not unkind
Two black moons in a restless mind
I held the shape of what we were
But love moves soft when it wants to blur
Slow fire
Cold sky
I don’t know
How to say goodbye
Your shadow
Still lies
On my skin
Like a silk goodbye
The city bends in a blue perfume
Windows breathe with a borrowed moon
Every street has a hidden face
Every touch leaves a secret trace
I don’t chase what cannot stay
Some hearts are made to drift away
But in the pulse between the lights
I feel you turning into night
Slow fire
Cold sky
I don’t know
How to say goodbye
Your shadow
Still lies
On my skin
Like a silk goodbye
Slow fire
Cold sky
I don’t know
How to say goodbye
Your shadow
Still lies
On my skin
Like a silk goodbye