[Verse 1] Coffee cooling in the cup holder Your sweater on the backseat Rolling like a ghost I talk to traffic like it’s you Say I’m fine But the rearview knows
[Chorus] I keep your side unlocked Like you’re coming back Finger on the presets you picked last Every red light I rehearse what I’d say Then the green hits And it all fades You were here Then a blur on the highway Now it’s me and the empty driveway
[Verse 2] I drive circles through the old routes Past your window But I never look up Our song hits on the radio I let it play But I don’t sing much
[Chorus] I keep your side unlocked Like you’re coming back Finger on the presets you picked last Every red light I rehearse what I’d say Then the green hits And it all fades You were here Then a blur on the highway Now it’s me and the empty driveway
[Bridge] Tried to change the oil Sell the car Delete your name from the GPS But every turn still leads me back To the space where your hand used to rest (yeah)
[Chorus] I keep your side unlocked Like you’re coming back Finger on the presets you picked last Every red light I rehearse what I’d say Then the green hits And it all fades You were here Then a blur on the highway Now it’s me and the empty driveway
Musikstyle
Moody indie-pop ballad with male vocals, close-mic and intimate. Fingerpicked acoustic guitar and soft piano carry the verses; subtle pulse of brushed drums and warm bass enter on the chorus. Chorus blooms with airy harmonies and a delayed lead line, bridge strips back to almost a whisper before a final, resigned hook.