3 Re . Five Seconds .

(Intro- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Verse 1) The cab waits at the curb, the city hums low, You step out the door, and I’m up on the seventh floor. I don’t move, I don’t call, I just watch the slow Moment stretch out in silence, like it’s asking for more. The streetlight catches your silhouette in the dark, You pause by the car, then you turn to look up. No words cross the air, no grand gesture, no spark— Just this quiet connection, this unspoken cup. (Bridge- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Chorus) Five seconds—that’s all it takes to hold the world still, Five seconds where everything else fades away. We don’t need a promise, we don’t need to spill Words that try to chase the miles and the day. Five seconds of you, five seconds of me, A thread between floors, a thread across the street. Even as the door closes, I know we’re free To carry this moment wherever we need to meet. (Bridge- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Instrumental- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Verse 2) You reach for the handle, the night wraps around, The engine turns over, the headlights cut the gray. I stay on the balcony, feet planted on the ground, Watching the story unfold in its own quiet way. You glance back one last time, just to be sure, And I’m right here, still, in the same old place. It’s not about forever, it’s about this pure, Honest truth we share in this small, held space. (Bridge- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Instrumental- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Chorus) Five seconds—that’s all it takes to hold the world still, Five seconds where everything else fades away. We don’t need a promise, we don’t need to spill Words that try to chase the miles and the day. Five seconds of you, five seconds of me, A thread between floors, a thread across the street. Even as the door closes, I know we’re free To carry this moment wherever we need to meet. (Bridge- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Instrumental- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Bridge) They say goodbyes are endings, but I see it clear: This isn’t a finish, it’s a curve in the line. Every mile you travel only brings us near, Like two paths running parallel, then finally align. From the seventh floor to wherever you go, The rhythm stays steady, the feeling stays true. We’re not losing each other—we’re learning the flow, Knowing the meeting’s already written into what we do. (Bridge- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Instrumental- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Outro) Soon we’ll stand where no floors lie between, No streets, no cabs, no goodbyes to keep. Those five seconds hold the thread that leads us home, You here, me here, finally face to face, so deep. Together. Right where we’re meant to be. (Bridge- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo) (Instrumental- Synth keyboard solo ,Guitar solo)