Rolling on the edge of dawn, a river of diamonds, rich and long,
Tracing past the memories where we used to belong,
It's a phantom kind of peace, it's the freedom in release,
Spinning solitaries while I sing this song,


Oh it's not you, it's just the shadow playing on the wall,
It's not you, just the echo that comes after every fall,
It's not you, it's just the wind whispering tales from before,
It's not you that I'm searching for, it's something more.


Beneath the veil of starlight, I'm treading on with all my might,
c labyrinth of whispers, in the caverns of the night.
cn outline in the constellation, a fleeting glimmer of creation,
In the cosmic play of time, you're just an old recitation.


Oh it's not you, it's just a mirage in the desert's heart,
It's not you, just a dream sailin' right from the start,
It's not you, it's just the moon reflecting radiant lore,
It's not you that I'm yearning for, it's something more.