Step by step I’m moving on
Saying I’m okay and nothing’s wrong
And nobody see nothing wrong
Picking up the pieces of faces I’ve seen
Picking up the phrases I’ll maybe sing
But your face and voice is all I think
I’m living with the shade of you
Picture little things we used to do
Your smell of love and cigarettes
I’m living with the shade of you
You’re in every corner of my empty room
That’s all I have left with regret
Look in someone’s eyes and try to guess
Will it ever attract my interest
And I don’t really think the answer is ‘yes’
All I do is finding something to replace
All the memories that my head has
But they never leave and there’s just a mess
I’m living with the shade of you
Picture little things we used to do
Your smell of love and cigarettes
I’m living with the shade of you
You’re in every corner of my empty room
That’s all I have left.. and I’m glad
