Passionless Love

[Intro — Ethereal Female Whispers, Soft Piano, Distant Strings] You hold my hand. I hold yours, too. There is a life I've built with you. The house is warm. The nights are still. I have your love. Or something like it. [Verse I — Soft, Melancholic Female Vocals] You look at me across the room, A quiet face beneath the moon. I know your habits, know your fears, I've learned the language of your years. You make me coffee every day, You kiss my cheek before you walk away. You never hurt me, never lie, You stay beside me when I cry. And when you sleep against my chest, I feel a tenderness I can't express. But somewhere deep beneath my skin, There's something love was meant to bring. [Pre-Chorus — Subtle Synths, Fragile Vocals] Is this the dream? Is this enough? A life of kindness Without the rush? I have no reason To leave your side. So why's there something I cannot find? [Chorus — Expansive Darkwave, Powerful Female Vocals] WE HAVE A LOVE WITHOUT THE FIRE! A BED, A HOME, A SHARED DESIRE TO KEEP THE THINGS WE'VE ALWAYS KNOWN, TO NEVER FACE THE WORLD ALONE. WE HAVE A LOVE THAT DOESN'T BLEED, THAT GIVES US EVERYTHING WE NEED. AND YET, BENEATH THIS PEACEFUL SKY, SOMETHING IN ME WONDERS WHY. IF THIS IS LOVE, THEN WHY'S IT COLD? WHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE GROWING OLD? I HAVE YOUR HEART, YOU HAVE MINE, BUT WHERE'S THE LOVE WE LEFT BEHIND? [Verse II — Intimate Female Vocals, Minimal Electronic Beat] You tell me that I'm beautiful. I know you mean it. It is true. I smile because I love you, And because I know you need me to. We speak of children, bills, and years, We share our burdens, share our fears. We build a future, brick by brick, A thousand days that fit so well. And sometimes I look into your eyes And wish that I could feel surprised, As if I'd found you in this world Instead of watching our life unfurl. I wouldn't trade you for a lie. I wouldn't leave you just to try To chase a feeling that might end, And lose the person I call friend. [Pre-Chorus — Layered Whispers, Slow-Building Bass] No one is cruel. No one is wrong. We have a home. We've carried on. But somewhere underneath The life we made, A different kind of love Still lies unnamed. [Chorus — Full Darkwave Production, Layered Female Choir] WE HAVE A LOVE WITHOUT THE FIRE! A BED, A HOME, A SHARED DESIRE TO KEEP THE THINGS WE'VE ALWAYS KNOWN, TO NEVER FACE THE WORLD ALONE. WE HAVE A LOVE THAT DOESN'T BLEED, THAT GIVES US EVERYTHING WE NEED. AND YET, BENEATH THIS PEACEFUL SKY, SOMETHING IN ME WONDERS WHY. IF THIS IS LOVE, THEN WHY'S IT COLD? WHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE GROWING OLD? I HAVE YOUR HEART, YOU HAVE MINE, BUT WHERE'S THE LOVE WE LEFT BEHIND? [Bridge — Ethereal Female Voice, Sparse Piano] Perhaps the stories lied to me. Perhaps love was never meant to be A storm that tears the world apart, A fever burning through the heart. Perhaps the quiet is the truth. Perhaps the dream belongs to youth. Perhaps the ones who burn too bright Are only ashes in the night. And still, I mourn the love I knew Only through the dreams I once held true. Not for a lover I have lost, But for a love I never crossed. You are here. You have stayed. We have a life That we have made. I love you. I think I do. But I don't know If love should feel like you. [Breakdown — Distorted Whispers, Deep Sub-Bass] NO BETRAYAL! NO GOODBYE! NO BROKEN PROMISES TO CRY! NO VILLAIN! NO DECEIT! JUST TWO HEARTS THAT NEVER BLEED! NOTHING TO HATE! NOTHING TO BLAME! JUST LOVE THAT NEVER BECAME— THE THING WE THOUGHT IT WAS! [Final Chorus — Soaring Female Vocals, Apocalyptic Strings] WE HAVE A LOVE WITHOUT THE FIRE! NO GREAT COLLAPSE, NO LAST DESIRE! NO SHATTERED GLASS, NO FINAL SCENE, JUST ALL THE THINGS THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN. WE HAVE A LOVE THAT'S HERE TO STAY, THAT GROWS MORE QUIET EVERY DAY. AND IF THE YEARS SHOULD PASS US BY, WE MAY NEVER KNOW THE REASON WHY. IF THIS IS LOVE, THEN LET IT STAY. I CANNOT THROW OUR LIFE AWAY. YOU ARE THE ONE WHO KNOWS ME BEST, THE PLACE I GO TO FIND MY REST. BUT SOMETIMES WHEN THE NIGHT IS STILL, I FEEL THE SHAPE OF WHAT I WILL NEVER KNOW, AND NEVER HOLD— THE LOVE THAT BURNS BEFORE IT GROWS OLD. [Outro — Female Whispers, Piano Fading Into Silence] You hold my hand. I hold yours, too. Tomorrow morning, I'll wake beside you. You'll make the coffee. I'll kiss your face. And we will call it love. And it will be. Somehow... It will be.