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(intro)
(The song begins with sparse, melancholic piano chords, like raindrops hitting a window pane. A deep, upright bass hums a simple, descending line. The sound of a soft, brushed snare drum enters, keeping a slow, heartbeat-like rhythm.)

(bridge)
This old barstool…
Still feels a little cold
Used to say we’d come here…
When we got old…
(A soft, breathy sigh)
Funny how the time flies
Right out the door…
I don’t even know who I’m waiting for… anymore.

(Chorus)
(The piano becomes fuller, joined by the quiet swell of a string section. The vocal gets stronger, filled with a soulful ache.)
And oh… suddenly you’re just a stranger in a crowded room
With a smile that I don’t recognize, ending me and you
We were written in the stars, we were sun and we were moon
Now the silence is the only thing that proves…
You used to be mine.
(Vocal ad-lib: a soft, falling "ooh-ooh-mine")

(Verse 2)
You’re ordering a drink now…
Something I don’t know
You look good in that jacket…
Guess you had to grow…
(The bass plays a short, melodic fill)
And the girl you’re with, she’s laughing…
At a joke you never told me
And just like that, you’re a story…
Somebody sold me.

(Chorus)
(The drums become more defined, the strings louder. The vocal is at its most powerful and raw here, with a slight rasp of emotion.)
And oh… suddenly you’re just a stranger in a crowded room
With a smile that I don’t recognize, ending me and you
We were written in the stars, we were sun and we were moon
Now the silence is the only thing that proves…
You used to be mine.

(Bridge)
(The music pulls back suddenly, leaving just the piano and a single, sustained cello note. The vocal is intimate, almost a whisper, trembling with vulnerability.)
There was no storm…
No thunder, no great war
Just two separate tides…
Washing on a different shore…
And God, the hardest part of all this letting go…
Is that I don’t think you even know… you don’t know…
(Voice cracks slightly on the last "know")

(Outro)
(The music returns to the sparse piano and soft bass from the intro. The vocal is resigned, full of a beautiful sadness.)
Just a stranger… in a crowded room…
(Non-vocal, breathy hum: "Mmm-hmm-hmm")
A stranger… I once knew…
(Non-vocal, pained ad-lib: "Oh, oh-oh...")
The one who used to be mine.

(The final piano chord hangs in the air and slowly fades to silence.)