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A flashback to the moment everything felt fragile. The fear of losing family becomes real and immediate. The “light” symbolizes both love and trust — something still glowing, but fading. This is the wake-up moment.

Verse 1
The house was still but not at rest,
A silence pressed against my chest.
The hallway held a colder air,
Like something sacred wasn’t there.
Your shadow moved behind the glass,
A distance I could not surpass.
I stood outside what I once knew,
The door was closed — but not by you.
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Pre-Chorus
I felt the weight of what I’d done,
Like smoke that hides the setting sun.
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Chorus
There’s still a light in the window,
But it’s fading fast tonight.
I see it through the darkness,
Like a warning in the quiet.
If it goes out, I’ll know why —
I was the spark, I fed the fire.
There’s still a light in the window…
Don’t let it die.
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Verse 2
The words we threw still filled the room,
Like broken glass beneath the moon.
I traced the cracks along the wall,
And saw my name inside them all.
No storm outside, no lightning strike,
Just slow erosion in plain sight.
I never meant to let it fall —
But meaning doesn’t matter at all.
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Pre-Chorus
I felt the truth beneath my breath,
Love doesn’t leave — it just protects.
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Chorus
There’s still a light in the window,
But it’s fading fast tonight.
I see it through the darkness,
Like a warning in the quiet.
If it goes out, I’ll know why —
I was the spark, I fed the fire.
There’s still a light in the window…
Don’t let it die.
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Bridge
If I could stand inside that glow,
I’d lay my pride down in the snow.
No more excuses, no disguise —
Just open hands and open eyes.
If there’s a chance, if there’s a way,
I’ll stay.
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Final Chorus
There’s still a light in the window,
And it’s trembling in the night.
I see it now for what it is —
The last thin thread of light.
If it holds, I’ll hold it too,
No more running from the truth.
There’s still a light in the window…
And I’m coming home.