Between Frames

Footsteps on marble floors Night shift begins Your portrait catches my eye Like it always has In this empty space Between midnight and sunrise Your silhouette moves with mine through these halls Through these halls Like watercolors bleeding into dawn Into dawn We dance between masterpieces on display While time stands still and you fade away Brushstrokes tell our tale Canvas after canvas Each frame holds your grace My fingers trace the air Where yours should be Security cameras blink Your silhouette moves with mine through these halls Through these halls Like watercolors bleeding into dawn Into dawn We dance between masterpieces on display While time stands still and you fade away Renaissance angels watch from gilded frames above Impressionist gardens bloom with unspoken love Abstract expressions of what we could be Modern installations of you next to me Van Gogh's stars spin like my head when you're near Monet's lilies float in pools of tears I won't shed Every piece tells our story every brush stroke divine But the finest art here is the space between your lines Just empty rooms Empty rooms And memorized steps Known by heart Beautiful illusions Sweet illusions That keep us apart Your silhouette moves with mine through these halls Through these halls Like watercolors bleeding into dawn Into dawn We dance between masterpieces on display Until morning light takes you away